Red Cap Tales; Stolen from the Treasure Chest of the Wizard of the North
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By S. R. Crockett 22 Oct, 2019
It was all Sweetheart's fault, and this is how it came about. She and I were at Dryburgh Abbey, sitting quietly on a rustic seat, and looking toward the aisle in which slept the Great Dead. The long-expected had happened, and we had made pilgrimage t ... Read more
It was all Sweetheart's fault, and this is how it came about. She and I were at Dryburgh Abbey, sitting quietly on a rustic seat, and looking toward the aisle in which slept the Great Dead. The long-expected had happened, and we had made pilgrimage to our Mecca. Yet, in spite of the still beauty of the June day, I could see that a shadow lay upon our Sweetheart's brow. "Oh, I know he was great," she burst out at last, "and what you read me out of the Life was nice. I like hearing about Sir Walter-but-" I knew what was coming. "But what?" I said, looking severely at the ground, so that I might be able to harden my heart against the pathos of Sweetheart's expression. Less
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Samuel Rutherford Crockett (24 September 1859 – 16 April 1914), who published under the name "S. R. Crockett", was a Scottish novelist. He was born at Little Duchrae, Balmaghie, Kirkcudbrightshire, ...
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