large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb_2
large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb
English
2093
With these there sat a hunter, and one or two others, and they were soon joined by a miller, who came upward from the dusty mill, his coat as white as if besprinkled with powdered starlight. WITH THESE THERE SAT A HUNTER AND ONE OR TWO OTHERS AND THEY WERE SOON JOINED BY A MILLER WHO CAME UPWARDS FROM THE DUSTY MILL HIS COAT AS WHITE AS IF BESPRINKLED WITH POWDERED STARLIGHT
ersation. Of these one of the earliest collected and most characteristic was near the tavern, the persons who composed it being seated on the low green bank along the left side of the door. A conspicuous figure here was a fine corpulent old fellow in his shirt-sleeves and flame-colored breeches, and with a stained white apron over his paunch, beneath which he held his hands and wherewith at times be wiped his ruddy face. The stately decrepitude of one of his companions, the scar of an Indian tomahawk on his crown, and especially his worn buff coat, were appropriate marks of a veteran belonging to an old Provincial garrison, now deaf to the roll-call. Another showed his rough face under a tarry hat and wore a pair of wide trousers, like an ancient mariner who bad tossed away his youth upon the sea, and was returned, hoary and weather-beaten, to his inland home. There was also a thin young man, carelessly dressed, who ever and anon cast a sad look towards the pale maiden above mentioned. ENTLY ENGAGED IN CONVERSATION OF THESE ONE OF THE EARLIEST COLLECTED AND MOST CHARACTERISTIC WAS NEAR THE TAVERN THE PERSONS WHO COMPOSED IT BEING SEATED ON THE LOW GREEN BANK ALONG THE LEFT SIDE OF THE DOOR A CONSPICUOUS FIGURE HERE WAS A FINE CORPULENT OLD FELLOW IN HIS SHIRT SLEEVES AND FLAME COLORED BREECHES AND WITH A STAINED WHITE APRON OVER HIS PAUNCH BENEATH WHICH HE HELD HIS HANDS AND WHEREWITH AT TIMES B WIPED HIS RUDDY FACE THE STATELY DECREPITUDE OF ONE OF HIS COMPANIONS THE SCAR OF AN INDIAN TOMAHAWK ON HIS CROWN AND ESPECIALLY HIS WORN BUFF COAT WERE APPROPRIATE MARKS OF A VETERAN BELONGING TO AN OLD PROVINCIAL GARRISON NOW DEAF TO THE ROLL CALL ANOTHER SHOWED HIS ROUGH FACE UNDER A TARRY HAT AND WORE A PAIR OF WIDE TROUSERS LIKE AN ANCIENT MARINER WHO BAD TOSSED AWAY HIS YOUTH UPON THE SEA AND WAS RETURNED HOARY AND WEATHER BEATEN TO HIS INLAND HOME THERE WAS ALSO A THIN YOUNG MAN CARELESSLY DRESSED WHO EVER AND ANON CAST A SAD LOOK TOWARD THE PALE MAIDEN ABOVE MENTIONED
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