The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1888-10-10

hb next udy, dIIer MS COUSIN Oe-
fN parture, very early in the forenoon
OGuilderoy rode out whilst the day
the day was still young. Riding
was the only active exercise which
pleased him; he rode well, and with great
boldness and sureness; his sister some
times told him that it was the only English
taste that ne possessed. He could ride
many miles without passing the limits of
his own land, and much of this was the
wild moorland lying high and wind-blown
between the woods of Ladysrood and the
cliffs by the sea. Over the short elastic
turf he could gallop for hours and meet
no fence, or boundary mark, or human
habitation. The western wind came
straight in his face from the Atlantic, and
there was nothing but salt water between
him and the coast of Maine. The world
had been too much with him to leave him
leisure for the enjoyment of nature, but
he had vague feeling for her which re-
sisted the opposing influences OF the
world, and revived in the force it had in
his boyhood whenever he was alone in the
open air or moor or shore or mountain.
tain could not hold him very long, but
while it lasted his sympathy with them
was sincere and bis pleasure in their lone
illness very real. It was not the love of
Wordsworth or of Tennyson, but it was
genuine in Its kind, and gave momentary
seriousness and romance to his tempera-
ment and his thoughts. In the heart of a
man who loves nature there are always
some green places where the caravan
wheels of the world have not passed, or
the hoofs of its carnival coursers trodden.
It was seldom that he saw anyone or
anything on these moors beyond peddler
or turf-cutter. carriers cart creeping
slowly across the track which led from one
hamlet to another, or a cottager carrying
on her head bundle of cut furze or basket
OF bilberries, that he looked curiously at
q little crowd people which he saw at the
edge OF the moor, their fgurtN black
against the light of the sky. From them,
as he drew near, there came to his ear an
angry, screaming noise, the ugly noise of
irritated roughs, and he could distinguish
the uncouth figures of village lads about
whom several lurchers and other dogs
were jumping and yelling excitedly. The
center of the excitement was 8 hut or
cabin made OF wattles, such as was used
by the turf and bog cutters OF the moors; I;
generally such places were only used for
shelter in bad weather, but this one was
stronger than most, and braced with
beams, and had a door of wood, having
served as the home of some squatters at
one time. though Of late it had been
empty.
'eThey are after some barbarous sport or
another" thought Guilderoy, as he heard
the hoarse shouts. 'Torturing some
beast, very likely, or. perhaps, some half
witted human creature"
He turned his horse TO the left and rode
toward the little mob, which was a very
rough one, composed chiefly OF lads from
the other side Of the moors, where the
! jscattered and uncared-for people were
more savage and uncouth than those on
The domains of L&dysrood.
let IN FIRE her outT he heard one OF
IN cry, as be rode nearer, and the
come shout was echoed with noise and
"Let un fire her outl Let un fire
Loutp
Tho is she7" asked Guilderoy, "and
are you going 10 do7 What do you
BY your threats about fire2"
ringleaders looked at him sulIenly.
the lord, they muttered.
were some score IN number, lads