Joshua Haggard's daughter, Vol. 1 (of 3)

There was darkness over the land--darkness that might be felt. In the midst of the ripe warm harvest-time, when all things were at their fairest, and the farmers about Combhaven...

Oswald Pentreath slept the sleep of exhaustion in the stillness of the spare chamber. Judith had lowered the blind and drawn the dimity curtains, and there was obscurity as of s...

It was not a bright or cheerful home to which Oswald Pentreath returned that August evening, after eating his supper at Mr. Haggard’s. Nay, it is possible that if he had not sup...

The loss of the Dolphin weighed heavily upon Oswald Pentreath’s spirits. His days seemed so much longer, his life altogether lost brightness and colour, now that he was without...

Very tranquil was the progress of life at Combhaven. None of those bubbles called events rippled the calm surface of that Devonian millpond. Every day and every week brought the...

‘Very tired. I felt as if I should like to have lain down by the roadside, and never get up any more. I thought that perhaps I should go on walking all day, and at night, when I...

Midsummer had come and gone, and it was sultry August weather again, just a year after the loss of the Dolphin; and life in the minister’s house went smoothly on in its establis...

Another year had gone in gentle tranquillity--a year marked by no shadow of trouble, doubt, or dissension in Joshua Haggard’s household. Oswald had been true to his promise, and...

It was summer time still, the tangled hedges fragrant with honeysuckle and the fields purple with clover, when Joshua Haggard entered the little village of Penmoyle again, after...