Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . am of a lantern fromthe wide-open doors. They, too, were onthe watch. They had discovered thattheir horses had been used. He waitedstill three days longer, and made a thirdattempt. Passing his wifes house, skirt-ing like a shadow the edge of the woodswhich bordered the road, he distinctlysaw white gleams in the windows; hekept on to the barn, and there was stillthe lantern gleam. A man was actuallypacing like a sentinel before the opendoor. He retreated. The next day heleft his shack, taking with him hisscanty possessions, for he
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . am of a lantern fromthe wide-open doors. They, too, were onthe watch. They had discovered thattheir horses had been used. He waitedstill three days longer, and made a thirdattempt. Passing his wifes house, skirt-ing like a shadow the edge of the woodswhich bordered the road, he distinctlysaw white gleams in the windows; hekept on to the barn, and there was stillthe lantern gleam. A man was actuallypacing like a sentinel before the opendoor. He retreated. The next day heleft his shack, taking with him hisscanty possessions, for he had a presenti-ment. He was quite right. The sheriffhad been sent for, and that very night hisshack was visited, but the wild man hadgone. After all, there was nothing veryserious in the charge against him. Hehad merely borrowed without leave amans horses and ploughed the fields of apoor deserted woman. The widower whowas her covert admirer advised the with-drawal of the search party, withoutfurther efforts to find the man. The next day but one, Adam returned. THE MID - SEA SUN. 675 to his shack, but he was in had come which he had day he sat on a ledge of stone nearhis shack, reflecting. It was a beautifulday in spring, and a sudden warm spellhad brought out the leaves on the feet were sunken in a bed of wildflowers. He heard running water andpipes of birds, and it seemed to him thathe also heard something else—-the trump-et of freedom of life and earth whichcalls a man to the battle-field of he knew that the time was comewhen he must return to the trammels oflove and happiness and anxiety, whichhis day and generation had made incum-bent upon him, and which, although hissoul after a manner delighted in them,were yet not the best for a man of hiskind who had in him the memory of theold which is the new. It was late afternoon when Adam roseup and entered his shack and got outa razor and a bit of looking-glass whichhe had kept all th
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