large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb_19
large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb
English
2093
Like cloudy fantasies that hurry by a viewless impulse from the sky, they all were fled, and the wind rose up and followed them with a strange moaning down the lonely street. LIKE CLOUDY FANTASIES THAT HURRIED BY A VIEWLESS IMPULSE FROM THE SKY THEY ALL WERE FLED AND THE WIND ROSE UP AND FOLLOWED THEM WITH A STRANGE MOANING DOWN THE LONELY STREET
owards the spot of stubborn turf. All the while, their figures had a strangeness in them, and it seemed as if some cunning jeweller had made their golden ornaments of the yellowest of the setting sunbeams, and that the blue of their garments was brought from the dark sky near the moon, and that the gentleman’s silk waistcoat was the bright side of a fiery cloud, and the lady’s scarlet petticoat a remnant of the blush of morning,--and that they both were two unrealities of colored air. But now there was a sudden movement throughout the multitude. The Squire drew forth a watch as large as the dial on the famous steeple, looked at the warning hands and got him gone, nor could his lady tarry; the party at the tavern door took to their heels, headed by the fat man in the flaming breeches; the tall deacon stalked away immediately, and the short deacon waddled after, making four steps to the yard; the mothers called their children about them and set forth, with a gentle and sad glance behind. IND HER SPECTACLES TOWARD THE SPOT OF STUBBORN TURF ALL THE WHILE THEIR FIGURES HAD A STRANGENESS IN THEM AND IT SEEMED AS IF SOME CUNNING JEWELER HAD MADE THEIR GOLDEN ORNAMENTS OF THE YELLOWEST OF THE SETTING SUNBEAMS AND THAT THE BLUE OF THEIR GARMENTS WAS BROUGHT FROM THE DARK SKY NEAR THE MOON AND THAT THE GENTLEMAN'S SILK WAISTCOAT WAS THE BRIGHT SIDE OF A FIERY CLOUD AND THE WOMAN'S SCARLET PETTICOAT A REMNANT OF THE BLUSH OF MOURNING AND THAT THEY BOTH WERE TWO UNREALITIES OF COLORED AIR BUT NOW THERE WAS A SUDDEN MOVEMENT THROUGHOUT THE MULTITUDE THE SQUIRE DREW FORTH A WATCH AS LARGE AS THE DIAL ON THE FAMOUS STEEPLE LOOKED AT THE WARNING HANDS AND GOT HIM GONE NOR COULD HIS LADY TARRY THE PARTY AT THE TAVERN DOOR TOOK TO THEIR HEELS HEADED BY THE FAT MAN IN THE FLAMING BREECHES THE TALL DEACON STALKED AWAY IMMEDIATELY AND THE SHORT DEACON WADDLED AFTER MAKING FOUR STEPS TO THE YARD THE MOTHERS CALLED THEIR CHILDREN ABOUT THEM AND SET FORTH WITH A GENTLE AND SAD GLANCE BEHIND
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