Ande Trembath: A Tale of Old Cornwall England

Around the tavern's flaming grate, The rafting done and the hour late, The raftsmen sit and laugh and sing, Or 'bove the conversation's din, Keep time with feet to violin, On wh...

"Ande, son, we'll push straight on to the village; thy mother, lad, was always an early riser, and mayhap will have a light in the window," said the old Major, after they had ea...

It was in the late fall and the forests and wildwood had adorned themselves with their autumnal dress. Hills, mountains and ravines were gorgeous with mantles of scarlet, of bro...

The old town of Helston was a roaring, gesticulating mass, and the shouting of bellowing partisans reverberated up and down Coinage Hall Street. Crowd met crowd, waving their re...

"So the boat's brawny crew the current stem And, slow advancing, struggle with the stream; But if they slack their hands or cease to strive, Then down the flood with headlong ha...

Examinations were coming on apace. The end of the half was near. Prizes had been established by gentlemen of the neighbourhood, and the diligent ones were striving for them with...

"Gware wheag, yeo gware teag," roared Dick, as he seized Ande by the shoulders and engaged in a playful wrestle, in which, however, he was worsted, for the latter, though taken...

"Cool myself!" replied the squire, in some heat; "it is easy enough to talk, but this is the third offence in a week. Last Monday the tulip beds and shrubbery were trampled and...

"Come, bring with a noise, My merrie, merrie boys, The Christmas block to the firing; While my good dame, she, Bids ye all be free, And drink to your heart's desiring."

"'Tis a downright shame," said bluff Captain Tom Lanyan, with some warmth, as he flung his grey hair back from the livid scar along his forehead, and stumped once or twice up an...

The sun arose o'er the eastern hills of Lycamahoning, a great disc of flame, fretted with the great solemn pines and oaks of the hilltops, and driving before it the opaline radi...

"Seventy years since, a native of Breage called 'Carter,' but better known, from a most remarkable personal resemblance to Frederick the Great, as the 'King of Prussia,' monopol...

Blest as Immortal Zeus is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And gazes at the witchery trace Of gladsome laughter in thy face, The music of thy voice to hear, The incense of...

"A fellow called Sloan, a big, honest sort of a fellow in the employ of the Lanyans. He's a sort of an understrapper to young Master Richard, who will be graduated soon from Eto...

Dick's great head arose from the hamper package which he was examining, and he flourished in one hand a roasted chicken. The hamper was one he had received that very day from ho...

A servant opened the hall door and ushered in an old man, slightly bent under the weight of a harp under its green covering. He was clad in the ordinary garments of the time, ex...

"Ande, laddie, thou art late to-day. Here it is almost one o'clock--and--why--what have you been doing? Hast been fighting? Why, your jacket has a rent of fully five inches and...

"Ande, my lad, I have been thinking about you and your unfortunate experience, and have been pondering in my mind, for quite a time, what to do. Your education, already so advan...

For four centuries the school had been the centre of education for the west of Cornwall. Gentlemen can point to it with pride this day, as they could then, as the birthplace of...

There were three parties assembled around the tea-table, bluff Captain Thomas Lanyan, a brother of Sir James, a sturdy old widower; Mistress Betty Lanyan--a spinster and a dista...

"Blithe bird of the wilderness, sweet is thy song, Blithe lark of the wildwood, O, all the day long, A-singing so cheerily in the green tree, Thy anthem dispels gloom and sorrow...

Some days elapsed before Ande went near the village or the Manor. With a boyish burst of confidence, he related the whole affair to his mother, who was not only shocked, but hig...

"Lo, now is come the Christmas feast Let every man be jolly, Each room with yvie leaves is dress'd And every post with holly; Now all our neighbours' chimneys smoke And Christma...

Squire Vivian was riding at a smart pace on the solid roads. He was fond of horse-back riding, but long ago, having given up riding after the hounds, he was constrained to solac...

"Here easy quiet, a secure retreat, A harmless life that knows not how to cheat, With home-bred plenty--the owner bless, And rural pleasures crown his happiness; Unvexed with qu...

There was great excitement in Burgtown. The old tavern keeper had found three horses without his door, standing there jaded, tired, in the early dawn. He recognised them as the...

"Oh, here's to the ale, The merry King Ale, It makes one jolly Though home comforts fail; We'll swing and we'll sing, Merry as a king, The tankard we love For the joy it'll bring."

It was still twilight when the squire reached the Manor. Hastily giving the cob into the hand of Sloan, he hurried into the hall and seated himself by a large window, where was...

"And as the chariot rolled along the plain, Light from the ground he leaped, and seized the rein; Thus hung in air, he still retain'd his hold, The coursers frighted, and their...

Burns has beautifully described the cotter's Saturday night, but that was the cotter of Scotland. Cornwall, too, has that beautiful and appropriate custom, not only of closing t...

Several times had Ande and Dick visited the old hunter's cabin in the Loop, and there was a growing friendship between the old trapper and the young men. They told him quite a l...

Ande looked up and perceived, coming through the gloom, a long-legged, stout lad, about three years older than himself. He had just emerged from the Manor woods and was engaged...