Category: Historical Novels

Playing With Fire

Glasgow is the city of Human Power. It is not a beautiful city, but the gray granite of which it is built gives it a natural nobility. There is nothing romantic about its situation, and its streets are too often steeped in wet, gray mist, or wrapped in yellowish vapor. But the...

Chapters

8. CHAPTER VIII

"What though it be the last time we shall meet, Raise your white brow and wreath of golden hair, And fill with music sweet the summer air, Not this again shall draw me to your f...

9. CHAPTER IX

"Alas! God Christ--along the weary lands, What lone invisible Calvaries are set, What drooping brows with dews of anguish wet, What faint outspreading of unwilling hands, Bound...

3. CHAPTER III

The Minister had said he would go and read awhile, and Mrs. Caird had heard him unpacking the box of books that had arrived. But at that hour he went no further than to arrange...

5. CHAPTER V

"The sun and the bees, And the face of her love through the green, The shades of the trees, And the poppy heads glowing between: His heart asked no more, 'Twas full as the hawth...

6. CHAPTER VI

There was a sense of relief when the two divines were comfortably beyond the horizon of the Little House the next morning, and Mrs. Caird could begin her preparations for their...

7. CHAPTER VII

After Donald left his father he went straight to his aunt's room and, when she had finished making her pastry, she found him there, nursing his anger and sorrow with passionate...

2. CHAPTER II

It was the Sabbath, and all its surroundings were steeped in that wonderful Sabbath stillness that not even great cities are without. The servants had put on with their kirk gow...

1. CHAPTER I

Glasgow is the city of Human Power. It is not a beautiful city, but the gray granite of which it is built gives it a natural nobility. There is nothing romantic about its situat...

4. CHAPTER IV

"Love not, love not! Oh, warning vainly said, In present years, as in the years gone by; Love flings a halo round the dear one's head Faultless, immortal--till they change or die."

12. CHAPTER XII

"Think, when our Soul understands The Great Word which makes all things new, When earth breaks up and heaven expands, How will the change strike me and you In the house not made...

11. CHAPTER XI

"Then, as the veil is rent in twain, From unremembered places where they lay Dead thoughts, dead words arise and live again, The clouded eyes can see, the lips can pray. A purer...

10. CHAPTER X

For while all things were in quiet silence and the night was in the midst of her swift course.... Then suddenly visions of horrible dreams troubled them sore, and terrors came u...