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At this spot, on the lowering evening of a by-gone winter's day, there

stood a man who had entered upon the sceneinto the road froh by no

means a "chosen vessel" for i of being suddenly hway

It could be seen by a glance at his rather finical style of dress that

he did not belong to the country proper; and froht be a sombre beauty in the scenery, hosts in the sentiment

of this old turnpike-road, he was mainly puzzled about the way The

deadthat hill, the

blistered soles that had trodden it, and the tears that had wetted it,

were not his concern; for fate had given his

He looked north and south, and -stick A closer glance at his face corroborated the testimony

of his clothes It was self-coround for such coician in character, if not to the ordinary observer, the expression

enthroned there was absolute submission to and belief in a little

assortment of forms and habitudes