Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1895-10-17

but there were about her tho air OF
gentle birth and tho aspect of one
by nature a little shy and proud
Her hair, still moist from tho sea
bath, hung in a fleece of FURNISHED
brown upon her shoulders. OF her
features Ogilvie was at first only
aware of pair of startled eyes, of q
fancied that the form, clad in rough
and well worn tweed, curled up In
the hollow of the sand hill, was that
of somo studious herd boy or fisher
lad, and was surprised when n tall
young man suddenly stood erect and
looked at her with dark eyes shin.
ing under brent brows.
Adam lifted his cap and handed
the volume to her without n word.
1t was the Vision of Piers the
Plowman, and within it, where the
page opened most readily, were pen
oiled notes of a rhymed translation
into the strong and homely speech
which camo naturally to his tongue
when he had loft the college forms
for the free air of the seashoro.
The eyes of tho girl dartcd at him
a bright, quick look of interest.
This, then, was ono of those studi-
Gus peasant youths of the north
who, as the saying runs, cultivate
learning on little oatmeal, and
who, with foot once set on the low
est rung of the ladder, raise thom-
solves by their own sturdy genius
and perseverance, to the highest
She had heard of them in her own
land, but had seen mono until now.
They were almost mythical in her
eyes, like the mermaids. She, too,
had read and unused and had her
own thoughts, which were not the
thoughts of the people around her.
She looked again at tho connolly
stranger youth, and, in the Scriptur-
al phrase, he found favor in her
sight. She made as if to road the
written lines; but, with tho shrink
ing natural to the young vcrsomak-
or, he made an involuntary move
ment to restrain her and then hated
himself for tho act Thinking bet
ter of her intention, she merely re-
turned tho book with word of
apology and asked, instead, to be
directed to the postoffice of the ham,
let. Tho pair moved side by side
along the hollow way toward the
group of matched houses and kale
yards fenced with elderberry bushes.
Their thoughts were closer together
than either knew, but their speech
was only of trivial things-of the
weather and the path. Adam point
ed out the slit in the little half
boarded window to which the fisher
folk commit their correspondence
They paused minute before
parting, and the girl said:
And do you live here"
Adam answered Yes" He also
was proud and shy; he did not caro-
to let her know that his homo was
free from squalor and had its share
VI "iNi w SIi vi lhaU
those of his fathers house were
gently nurtured and had the respect
of the country side.
She looked at tho lowly howell
nearest to her; then passed it to the
flag that floatod above the trees from
the castle where Sho WAS a guest
and then at Adam Ogilvie. In the
pause the Cry of the sea grew plain
or. 1t appeared to be imploring, ad-
monishing, even threatening the lis
teners. 1t was waited from the
rocky nook of coast inside the SKIER
ries, where, in certain STAGES of the
tide and the wind, the innumerable
voices Of the waters seem to gather
together like straws in an eddy.
What n strange, weird sound"
she said. do you know what it
meanS?"
1T is the Pit of Allachy-the
Hollow of the Warming" was the
reply. The folks hereabout believe
that it signifies change of weather
"a change for the worse
She turned away to post her let
ter, and he went back to the hollow
of the Witch's hill.