. Midsummer Eve : a fairy tale of loving and being loved . he villagers that though Miss Eva hadbeen amongst great people, she loved her own people better than ever; and she rejoiced at his departure, with various little kindly gifts, such as she could afford from her scanty store ; for she longed to be alone, to enjoy the loneliness—the perfect and entire lone-liness—in which she could recall the past and ponder over the future. Yet Randy was far from easy in his mind; he felt that some event was coming; for on the night that preceded that morning, he had seen armed paikies gathering above th
. Midsummer Eve : a fairy tale of loving and being loved . he villagers that though Miss Eva hadbeen amongst great people, she loved her own people better than ever; and she rejoiced at his departure, with various little kindly gifts, such as she could afford from her scanty store ; for she longed to be alone, to enjoy the loneliness—the perfect and entire lone-liness—in which she could recall the past and ponder over the future. Yet Randy was far from easy in his mind; he felt that some event was coming; for on the night that preceded that morning, he had seen armed paikies gathering above the trees that shadowed the Dovecote ; and though they thus supplied proof that they were on the watch for Evas protection, he was anxious, if not apprehensive, for the result: something was approaching— the issue of which he could not guess. As the evening advanced, she left the precincts of the cottage to visither mothers grave ; and there Randy had been before her; the grassaround it was carefully trimmed; the whole mound was matted over with e^^-. 166 MIDSUMMER EVE the greenest clover; tlie head and fuot-stones were garlanded with thetloweis Gcrahline loved best; if there had been no other cause for tears,Eva would have wept at this delicate mark of the woodcutters tenderthoughtfulness. He had fed the robins there; and as she sat in silentcommune with the dead, the large-eyed birds came about her, lookingmutely into her face—not chirping, but gazing with their soft dark eyesas if in sympathy. She could hear the murmurs of the Lake-waters,as the currents rushed from one to the other, through the long range;and the full choir of distant birds filled the air with music. She could seethe proud tomb of Lady Elizabeth at the end of one of the long aisles;
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