. Our woodland trees . Trees; Trees. CHAPTBE XII. AT MIDNIGHT. ' HE calm light from the waning moon, which shone out into the night of the 11th of November, 1873, fell upon a strange scene in the neighbourhood of the little village of Loughton. The village clock had long since struck the eleventh hour, and its hands were slowly but surely ap- proaching that mysterious moment ' When churchyards yawn and graves give up their dead.' If at this juncture some benighted wayfarer had. chanced to find himself in the high street of Loughton, he might have thought that the ghostly occupants of the churc
. Our woodland trees . Trees; Trees. CHAPTBE XII. AT MIDNIGHT. ' HE calm light from the waning moon, which shone out into the night of the 11th of November, 1873, fell upon a strange scene in the neighbourhood of the little village of Loughton. The village clock had long since struck the eleventh hour, and its hands were slowly but surely ap- proaching that mysterious moment ' When churchyards yawn and graves give up their dead.' If at this juncture some benighted wayfarer had. chanced to find himself in the high street of Loughton, he might have thought that the ghostly occupants of the churchyard on the night. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Heath, Francis George, 1843-1913. London : Sampson Low, Marston, Searle, & Rivington
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