Category: United States

A pommle cob came trotting up, Round-bellied like a drinking-cup, Bearing on back a pommle man Round-bellied like a drinking-can. The clergyman from Condicote. His face was scarlet from his trot, His white hair...

At twenty past, old Baldock strode His ploughman’s straddle down the road. An old man with a gaunt, burnt face; His eyes rapt back on some far place, Like some starved, half-mad saint in...

The meet was at “The Cock and PyeBy Charles and Martha Enderby,” The grey, three-hundred-year-old inn Long since the haunt of BenjaminThe highwayman, who rode the bay. The tavern fronts the coaching way, The...