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    28 STILL LIFE.

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    The The General Village Rule Of Upp , It...

    makes tlie the ri water glit such , , tlie the a swelling sweep old ballast b and us wharf that undulating it running forms " meadows a miniature out into thai the bay slope river the down , empty which to

    chalk pits where so many y of our cottagers dwell , the , grand old Roman road with the red sand banks on either side , down whose

    saun dusty tered path — many what a with legion Holmwood has tramped to the and left many and the a happy str p tower ilgrim

    like castle , set upon the hill , with its still stranger , light ange gleaming like some spectre flame from the of the horizonit would

    be possible to go further in search very verge of the picturesque , fare worse .

    Upp We ing , ham that is — I no and t all my our bro lives ther for , have until lived the death a great of our many mother years our at

    ,, home was at Crowhurst , —a fine old farm which looked ( as indeed was true ) as if somebody ' s grandfather lived there still .

    Our house stood on a hill , and was surrounded , at least on three as side clearl s , by y frui as t if trees I had plan been ted by there my great yesterday -grandfather . For . miles I see round it now I

    the do not front believe of the there house was near such the a yard road as ours two . There reat was trees a elms pond in if

    I recollect rightly , grew by its side , ; so that the g ducks and , geese , , barns k now mig , were luxuriated ty cacklin brown g in with brood shelter age whose during and exac full the t to number rep hottest letion nobod summer , too y full ever days indeed cared . The by to

    half to please us when we fancied a game at hide and seek or follow carried my the l best eader barley ; and , the it was finest an wheat undisp , and ted the fact earliest that our vegetab waggons les to market .

    I am an old woman now , quietly going the way of all the earth . My time first grey is well hairs ni came h come twenty . The years weakness ago , so that you ma loves y guess to ruminate by that my

    g over the past you understand and will pardon- —the aged ever love p to layed moralise a part on . the changes , be they ever so few , in , which they have

    Just now I am thinking of my first sorrow . I was down late that morning ; Nancy had neglected calling us , I know now how

    was makin the busil heaven y g she the certain was s , room and engaged the unp but strong leasantl child : but li as when y gh close t I st I reamin . did I I had get g int up overslept o the my sun little myself was I window hi , gh that in , very ; wasremember that neither

    cried nor called for hel , p , but commenced , , and after many failures p overlo comp laced leted oking , and dressing the the room lawn myself empt , where , y upon . The breakfast which loaf I had hastened was been spread cut into , , and the the a parlor chairs large

    father cup which ' s late grandfather and William always ' s were used both was clean half and full the of cold lace tea was ; very quiet p . It was all strange : I crept slowly , up to my p mother's

    door , but as it was shut I went away , for I knew she was ill , and it

    28 Still Life.

    28 STILL LIFE .

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), March 1, 1859, page 28, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01031859/page/28/