large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb_83
large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb
English
2093
The nearest house (situate within twenty yards of them, and the residence of their great grandfather in his lifetime) was a venerable old edifice, crowned with many high and narrow peaks, all overrun by innumerable creeping plants, which hung curling about the roof like a nice young wig on an elderly gentleman's head. THE NEAREST HOUSE SITUATE WITHIN TWENTY FIVE YARDS OF THEM AND THE RESIDENCE OF THEIR GREAT GRANDFATHER IN HIS LIFETIME WAS A VENERABLE OLD EDIFICE CROWNED WITH MANY HIGH AND NARROW PEAKS ALL OVERRUN BY INNUMERABLE CREEPING PLANTS WHICH HUNG CURLING ABOUT THE ROOF LIKE A NICE YOUNG WIG ON AN ELDERLY GENTLEMAN'S HEAD
wakened,--the watcher at the bed of mortal sickness slumbered upon the death-pillow, and the dying man anticipated his sleep of ages by one as deep and dreamless. To speak emphatically, there was a soporific influence throughout the village, stronger than if every mother’s son and daughter were reading a dull story; notwithstanding which the old woman professed to hold the substance of the ensuing account from one of those principally concerned in it. One moonlight summer evening, a young man and a girl sat down together in the open air. They were distant relatives, sprung from a stock once wealthy, but of late years so poverty-stricken, that David had not a penny to pay the marriage fee, if Esther should consent to wed. The seat they had chosen was in an open grove of elm and walnut trees, at a right angle of the road; a spring of diamond water just bubbled into the moonlight beside them, and then whimpered away through the bushes and long grass, in search of a neighboring millstream. FANT AND NO CHILD CRY AWAKENED THE WATCHER AT THE BED OF MORTAL SICKNESS SLUMBERED UPON THE DEATH BELLOW AND THE DYING MAN ANTICIPATED HIS SLEEP OF AGES BY ONE AS DEEP AND DREAMLESS TO SPEAK EMPHATICALLY THERE IS A SOPORIFIC INFLUENCE THROUGHOUT THE VILLAGE STRONGER THAN IF EVERY MOTHER'S SON AND DAUGHTER WERE READING A DULL STORY NOTWITHSTANDING WHICH THE OLD WOMAN PROFESSED TO HOLD THE SUBSTANCE OF THE ENSUING ACCOUNT FROM ONE OF THOSE PRINCIPALLY CONCERNED IN IT ONE MOONLIGHT SUMMER EVENING A YOUNG MAN AND A GIRL SAT DOWN TOGETHER IN THE OPEN AIR THEY WERE DISTANT RELATIVES SPRUNG FROM A STOCK ONCE WEALTHY BUT OF LATE YEARS SO POVERTY STRICKEN THAT DAVID HAD NOT A PENNY TO PAY THE MARRIAGE FEE IF ESTHER SHOULD CONSENT TO WED THE SEAT THEY HAD CHOSEN WAS IN AN OPEN GROVE OF ELM AND WALNUT TREES AT A RIGHT ANGLE OF THE ROAD A SPRING OF DIAMOND WATER JUST BUBBLED INTO THE MOONLIGHT BESIDE THEM THEN WHIMPERED AWAY THROUGH THE BUSHES AND LONG GRASS IN SEARCH OF A NEIGHBOURING MILL STREAM
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