Not a hundred yards out of a certain village I came across a little man dressed in grey. We were alone on the road, we…

A man will tell you how he has walked to such and such a place “across the fields,” with an air of saying, “You, I…

I was looking at a vision of the world upside down, mirrored in the deep blue of a still sea. Where the inverted picture of…

Even your most unadventurous fellow can hardly look on a fair prospect of fields and meadows, woods, villages with smoking chimneys, a river, and a…

Once, I remember well, when I was hungering for a breath of country air, a woman, brown with the caresses of the wind and sun,…

About two years ago, a great crowd assembled in one of the largest churches in London to hear a popular preacher. He had, it was…

Very early on Monday, the Golds’ governess took her departure from Huntsdean. The train bore her away through the pleasant southern counties while the dew…

One August evening, when it was too sultry to stay indoors, Nelly wandered out into the lanes alone. She had told Morgan that she was…

It was the afternoon of Morgan’s last day in Warwickshire. He sat by his mother’s couch, holding her thin hand in his, and wishing, with…