The Heir of Wast-Wayland a Tale. (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1851. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER IV. It was the beginning of June when Honour Mildmay and her mother having, as it were, wound up their accounts, in the great debtor and creditor ledger of life, struck a balance, and found in their favor, spite of many losses, sundry not unimportant items, such as recruited health, renewed hope, trust in heaven, and increased affection for each other. This was, to continue the metaphor, the little capital on which they were about to commence life. The godmother's small legacy and the hundred a year, with house rent-free, and croft and garden in Wayland-dale, being also set down at their full value, which was by no means small to those who otherwise were without a home. At this beginning of June I hardly recognize our friends as we saw them in April, so greatly are they improved in appearance. The daughter has begun to live again in the strength of clearsighted duty; the mother has thrown off a burden of unparticipated anxiety which had bowed her like the weight of age. It is ever a glorious sight to see the human being rising above the cares and troubles of earth which God never intended should utterly crush and confound his immortal creatures. He has given them wings, as it were, to lift them upward, even in this world, if they will but use them. Honour and her mother raised themselves on these spirit-wings, and their oppressed hearts expanded in the purer atmosphere of love and faith. Henceforth they advanced forward by a new, though a humbler path, mostly amid sunshine and flowers. They had received from their unknown patron directions as to their journey, together with funds sufficient for that purpose. It was a long and tedious journey, for it was before the times of universal railways, and would occupy two days and a night. They came to Lon...