The Last of Their Race

by Annie S. Swan

From where he stood he commanded a vast view, the Moor behind and beyond, and the winding road down Glenogle, with all the little hills huddling on its flanks, and widening out to the glory of Loch Earn.

Achree he could not see, but his eyes, as they ranged towards it, were filled with that vast tenderness which proclaims that the deeps of being are stirred.

Isla had gone away without message or sign, but that neither grieved nor troubled him. Some day, from out the silence, the sign would come, or he would himself know the day and the hour of her need of him.

And as he turned, with the westering light upon his face, he made his vow that if God should give him a son, Donald Rosmead Mackinnon he should be called, so that the name should not die for ever out of Glenogle and the Moor of Silence.

THE END

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Novels and Stories by

ANNIE S. SWAN

Between the Tides
Young Blood
The Fairweathers
The Last of Their Race
The Ivory God
Rhona Keith
The Forerunners
Nancy Nicholson
Meg Hamilton
Mary Garth
The Magic of Love
Love Unlocks the Door
Love's Miracle
The Bridge Builders
The Stepmother
Christian's Cross
Maid of the Isles
MacLeod's Wife
Love the Master Key
Mask of Gold
Shore Beyond
Woven of the Wind

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