We did have it; never has its remembrance faded; that idyllic afternoon of roving in the old Carlisle woods
with the Story Girl and Uncle Blair gleams in my book of years, a page of living beauty.
If we could get through it to the bare hill-side, there, as it seemed to me, was an altogether safer resting-place; I thought that with my matches and my camphor I could contrive to keep my path illuminated through the woods
All day the fire-steed flies over the country, stopping only that his master may rest, and I am awakened by his tramp and defiant snort at midnight, when in some remote glen in the woods
he fronts the elements incased in ice and snow; and he will reach his stall only with the morning star, to start once more on his travels without rest or slumber.
After that he never went into the woods
without carrying the sling in his pocket and he spent hours shooting at imaginary animals concealed among the brown leaves in the trees.
Up there is the rabble of the wood
, continued she, pointing to several laths which were fastened before a hole high up in the wall; "that's the rabble; they would all fly away immediately, if they were not well fastened in.
And never let me hear a word out of your head about haunted woods
I do not know how this really happened, yet the fact remains that one fine day this piece of wood
found itself in the shop of an old carpenter.
Influenced by those remarks, the bird next morning refused to bring in the wood
, telling the others that he had been their servant long enough, and had been a fool into the bargain, and that it was now time to make a change, and to try some other way of arranging the work.
Oh, certainly, Sir King,' she replied, 'I can quite well do that, but on one condition, which if you do not fulfill you will never get out of the wood
, and will die of hunger.
She skimmed along over the tree-tops until she saw an open place in the middle of the wood
, where the trees and brushwood had been cleared.
On the trail that thou must tread To the thresholds of our dread, Where the Flower blossoms red; Through the nights when thou shalt lie Prisoned from our Mother-sky, Hearing us, thy loves, go by; In the dawns when thou shalt wake To the toil thou canst not break, Heartsick for the Jungle's sake: Wood
and Water, Wind and Tree, Wisdom, Strength, and Courtesy, Jungle-Favour go with thee!
Some hundred paces farther along the edge of the wood
stood Mitka, the count's other groom, a daring horseman and keen rider to hounds.