The Evacuation of England: The Twist in the Gulf StreamGratacap, L. P. (Louis Pope)
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The Evacuation of England: The Twist in the Gulf Stream
Gratacap, L. P. (Louis Pope)
Climatic changes -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Fiction
The frugal meals snatched by chance or at the favorable moments where
inequalities of the ground permitted a more regular distribution and
preparation of food served well enough. Now and then they espied a
deserted house, and into this they crowded, enjoying the heat of fires
made of the wood-work, the floors and windows of the house itself,
while they dried their clothing, changed their shoes, and, gaining
a respite and new strength, salleyed out again into the desolate
landscape with its blue gray skies flaming with crimson, when the day
set, and the snow cleared, and a sharpened icy edge of cold vibrated
like an unseen but intensely realized cord stretched nippingly through
the air. The leaders expected to reach a place called Tway stone, where
a train was in waiting, which would carry them south of this immediate
zone of the greatest snow falls. Grewsome sights were encountered, and
the blanched faces of men turned away from the uncovered sepulchre of
a horse and rider, now a child and mother, and sometimes in the wet
morasses still unfrozen, beneath the towering ridges, the forlorn,
immured body of a young woman with blanketed face and streaming hair.
Leacraft and Thomsen, with Jim, worked unremittingly with the young
Scotch woman. They patched up a rude litter and they carried her on
this, trudging toilsomely along, and watching her needs. Their care was
affectionate and touching, and soon other strong men offered their
help, for gradually the sensation gained place--so quickly does the
human fancy cling to the vaporous skirts of superstition--that the
girl’s safety meant the rescue of all, that her security carried with
it the common weal. She became a fetich, and they rejoiced in caring
for her, as if contribution to her welfare conveyed its unseen benefits
to all who engaged in the kind ministry. Nor did she fail, with the
living hopefulness of youth, and with her fresh winning loveliness, to
establish a return. Her smile, the lingering gratitude she showed to
all, her own usefulness and ready help at the stop and waiting places
when her eager intelligence watched and directed the provisioning and
cooking, rewarded the toilers. She was quick and resourceful, cheerful
in exhortation and advice, and certainly--to Leacraft--always lovely.
Thomsen had forgotten his first resentment at Leacraft’s apparent
admiration for his cousin. The two men had become very intimate. Both
felt themselves on the edge of new events, which were in part to be
shaped by the blind forces of the earth, and in larger part as they
affected England, by the sagacity and steadfastness of men. They talked
much over these things together. Both were sombre and frightened. The
invincible powers of nature, the unconquerable ferocity of nature which
is deaf to reason, blind to suffering, made them shrink and quail.
To meet its urgency with make shifts was impossible, to resist it
madness; the line of retreat was the only line of escape. They felt
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