Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1901-03-01
BY THU LYCH GATE
A story ~ Gao yvbs Married Tor
" -aiti and nsauty.


There Is n valley amid the York
EiiTe hills known Ak Covct,aie. from
whose slopes. long years ago. came
pions Niles. who translated the Elbie.
and who was called hy the simple folk
Slilcs Of CJverlale. after tie piece OF
his birth.
Very cnim and peaceful tire little dale
Bss upsirf the shallow Of The great
hills. whose suuir.lts are purple la the
swcc; sumn,ci tide with their royal
rlrnile Of fragrant heather. aOd whore
The clrl'w and the golden p%lOvef's
cry alnne break the gentle stiffness
that rcSts over The little world bryond
che hnuafs OF restless activity and hur-
ryiug life.
There il no railway In quiet Cover
Eahr. no town 10 which tile country
folk may wcad their Kay 10 shops sate
She wonderful viiisrc emporium. where
everything IN a very small veg mag he
obtained. brit where Few fashions come
n siartie the guycr minded 81 the
mailons. or strange nrw devices in
n5--ktirs to dazzle the vision OF the
cuHntry lais.
IA prep into the world necessltates n
tourney under the shelter OF the lone
Eii>.dcs, along b0nny lanes. iutwined
with pink and creamy tinted honey
Furkic. and green with waving ferns:
past the quaint Inn. whose sign Is a
Tamoas but long ago race horse. called
in the canny Yorkshire tongue the
lady Bab. md, ducIly. ncross the moor
inso horse loving Middleham. where
are people and shops. and many Inn
with curiousiy painted s!gnposts the
Black Swan and It's brother. the White
Swan. and many others too.
Rut down In Covrrlale there Is a
beautiful old church. set like a jewel
In It's surrounding OF stately trees and
blossnniing hedges. with the quiet
g%rcenucss OF Gods acre lying st.ctched
nb0ut IL. and the singing Of natures
chOristcTs IN the sweet az ~arouEd-R
place VI peacefulness and repose. where
earth's burdens may fall from n for
littlc SPACE and heavens benisOn light
softly on such Of It's children as stay tn
pray and think awhile.
There Is a quaint lych gate at the en-.
trance to the holy spot. Il carved halt
ing place Of oak. set tcndcrly by soluC
good man Of the dalcspeoplc-a squire
Of the olden days. who loved his home
anil his ucighbors and his God full
VII. I think. and sought 10 beautlfy
1he cNurch in which be and his had
worShipod so long.
And down the fair . OF trees
within the preclncts and past the quiet
church DE the remains OF what was
once tho proud abbey Of COyerdale
where the monks said masses aud cul
tivatnd their garden aud tended Tho
souls ard bodies or the poor and needy
in tho dale.
II IL n beautiful spot In a beautiful
countryside. and 50 thought a mar
who viewed Il lovingly and pointed on.
all It's ~chanseful lights aud shadows
hnd all lis pretty peeps Of field anC
river to his wife.
They had only been married a It'll
while. n few short weeks, and hGC
elected 10 spend their honeymoon II
knme Of the quaint corners OF England
hence their journeying thIther to THU
FcQuestcred nook among the hills ani
the far stretched moorlnnds I'm theil
yelling OF regal purple. The man love,
Il already with the artist love which
secs the beautiful so quickly and feel
It so strongly. and the woman-well
Ffc saw tho beauties. too. but she wal
growing n little weary OF pretty sights
and SHE was very pretty and spoiled her
self and perhaps a little jealous OF ad
mlrntlon wasted which might hnvI
been diverted homeward.
so she stood by the quaint relics o
the abbOts and mailed knights ut Gov
erdale. where two quaint forms guar
q doorway as perchance their original
guarded some stronghold In the oil
hght.ng days long gone. and her whit
gown fell over the gray stones an
CLEANED against the red and Orang
nnsturtiums In the garden which SUI
rounds the old walls and arches. an
she wondered " her husband had neal
~ finished bis sketch and whether the
should stay at M%lddleham for a day o
two or 20 OH farther to Wensleydale.
am rather tired o. admlrlng places,
she sald to herself a little lmpatientlI
'and. then. never can remember VIII
lived IN the castles and abbeys. Ho'
uncomfortable they must have beenT'
And thon-fOr she was only a yer
young bride. too-she felt sorry "a
having been impatient. even In be
thoughts. toward her husband. and sh
turned % speak to him With an eve
s~v-erter smile than usual on her prett
lips. for her husband was a genius
hIs way. q thinker and an author. an
every one had envled her when Nh
married him IN spite OF her wealth.
An. there was a pltiful ring In Il
Ftory-pooT and nhmeiess. but cieveI
beaslng himself to pieces IN bis cage
attempts 20 win fame single hande'
and rich snd beautiful the woman wit
the falrgllke Rgure and exquisite faS
who had given tile man her gold.
Aud, an q more pitiful note stu. ar
the MA remembers that some q b
once DnE ago talked Of this very sno
with Ia quaint surroundings and :