Slow was the progress of the great horses; they passed the grove of high elms and birches that, dressed in the snowflakes that had lodged in boughs and branches when the wind dropped, stood up clear against the gulfs of blue that now opened above and beyond. Then the house was hidden, and after that, by degrees, the light of the sunset passed away.
THE END.
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A MAN OF HONOUR.
By H. C. IRWIN.
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'We have read many and many a story of the Indian Mutiny, but Mr. Irwin's tale has novelty all its own.'—Glasgow Herald.