Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXI, No. 1, July 1842Various
General
Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXI, No. 1, July 1842
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
a small sequestered hamlet, and affording to the good rustics a means of
carrying their wheat, and eggs, and butter, or driving their fat cattle
and black-faced moorland sheep to market, but it was not the direct line
between any two points or places worthy of even a passing notice. It is
true, that some twelve or fifteen miles down the valley, there was a
house or two tenanted by gentry—one that might, by a liberal courtesy,
have been designated as a castle—but above Ingleborough Hall, to the
northwestward, there was no manor-house or dwelling of the aristocracy
at all, until the road left the _ghylls_, as those wild glens are
designated, and joined the line of the great northern turnpike. It was
extremely singular then, to say the least, that a gay troop of riders
should appear suddenly in that wild spot, so far from anything that
would be likely to attract them; and Annabel sat some time longer by the
window, wondering, and at the same time fearing, although, in truth, she
scarce knew what, until, at about a mile’s distance, she saw them halt,
and, after a few moments’ conversation with a farming man on the
wayside, as if to inquire their route, turn suddenly down a narrow
by-road leading to the high narrow bridge of many arches which crossed
the noble river, and gave the only access to the secluded site of
Ingleborough. When she saw this, however, her perturbation became very
great; for she well knew that there lay nothing in that direction,
except one little market-town, far distant, and a few scattered
farm-houses on the verge of the moors, so that there could be little
doubt that Ingleborough was indeed their destination. The very moment
that she arrived at this conclusion, Annabel called a serving-man and
bade him run quick to the vicarage, and pray good Doctor Summers to come
up to her instantly, as she was in great strait, and fain would speak
with him; and, at the same time, with an energy of character that hardly
could have been expected from one so young and delicate, ordered the men
of the household, including in those days the fowler and the falconer,
and half a dozen sturdy grooms, and many a supernumerary more, whom we
in these degenerate times have long discarded as incumbrances, to have
their arms in readiness—for every manor-house then had its regular
armory—and to prepare the great bell of the Hall to summon all the
tenants, on the instant such proceeding might be needful.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account