Category: Novels
Between two rugged hills, which rose abruptly from the clear, green waters of Cardigan Bay, the Gwendraeth, a noisy little river, found its way from the moors above to the sands which formed the entrance from the sea to the village of Mwntseison.
The business which called Ivor Parry to Aberython had proved more wearily slow in its progress than is usual, even in that land where to attend to a thing at once, and to compas...
10. CHAPTER X.It was about this time that Gwen took to wearing her shawl over her head, held tightly with one hand under her chin, and appearing in it at all sorts of odd times and places. Th...
11. CHAPTER XI."Wild waves, where are you flowing Out on the seething bay? Wild wind, what are you doing Tearing the sea and tossing the spray? There the storm bells are pealing, There the sea...
14. CHAPTER XIV.Round the old mill at Traeth Berwen the night wind sighed and moaned, as it always did here at the opening of the narrow valley. Even in the hot summer days, when the cattle sou...
9. CHAPTER IX."Malen hysbys[1] has been there, and the child would have been well by now, but that Siencyn would open the window before he sailed yesterday; of course the little one caught co...
2. CHAPTER II."Oh, yes," she said, with a toss of her head; "I am not one to let the grass grow under my feet when once I have made up my mind."
4. CHAPTER IV.Gwen and Siencyn had been married in the morning with much fluttering of ribbons and firing of guns. The Speedwell, at anchor in the bay, gaily bedecked with pennons and flags,...
13. CHAPTER XIII.For some time after these events, a season of outward calm seemed to reign over the Mishteer's household. Gwladys had taken her place in the daily routine of life with courage a...
7. CHAPTER VII.The month of May, with all her charms on earth, sea, and sky, had slipped away, and June reigned in her place, pouring forth her stores of bud and blossom, laying her warm hand...
1. CHAPTER I.Between two rugged hills, which rose abruptly from the clear, green waters of Cardigan Bay, the Gwendraeth, a noisy little river, found its way from the moors above to the sands...
6. CHAPTER VI.The work in the sail-shed went on as usual in the following week--the same hum of voices, the same chatter and laughter amongst the women. The only difference was that Ivor Parr...
12. CHAPTER XII."Pen addysg pan oeddwm, i'r gwyrdd-ddail mi gerddwn, A'r man y dymunwn mi ganwn a'r gog; Yn awr dan ryw geubren 'rwy'n nuchu ac yn ochen, Fel clomen un adeu anwydog."
3. CHAPTER III.High up the village, and perched on a little knoll, overlooking what was politely called "the road," stood a cottage, in nowise different from the other houses, except that, per...
15. CHAPTER XV.In the village the excitement was intense, for where the sail-shed had once stood--the backbone of Mwntseison, the dispenser of the means of livelihood to so many families--ther...
16. CHAPTER XVI.Weeks and months slipped by, and when two years had passed away, the events connected with Hugh Morgan's death had been almost forgotten; only in some hearts their memory lived...
17. CHAPTER XVII."Little I know of life By worldly joys begot, But the rapture well I know That dwells in a mountain cot; The glory that comes at eve, As I sit 'neath the elder tree, And watch t...
8. CHAPTER VIII.The summer and autumn months slipped by, bringing but little change to Mwntseison. The hay harvest brought its usual sweet additions to the charms of the season--the scent of th...