The Manor "Five hundred faces, and all so strange!Life in front of me—home behind,I felt like a waif before the windTossed on an ocean of shock and change. "Chorus. Yet the time may come, as the years go by,When your heart will thrillAt the thought of the Hill,And the day that you came so strange and shy." The train slid slowly out of Harrow station. Five minutes before, a man and a boy had been walking up and down the long platform.... more...

THE HILL CHAPTER I THE MANOR   "Five hundred faces, and all so strange!    Life in front of me—home behind,    I felt like a waif before the wind  Tossed on an ocean of shock and change.   "Chorus. Yet the time may come, as the years go by,    When your heart will thrill    At the thought of the Hill,  And the day that... more...

I ALETHEA-BELLE In the early eighties, when my brother Ajax and I were raising cattle in the foothills of Southern California, our ranch-house was used as a stopping-place by the teamsters hauling freight across the Coast Range; and after the boom began, while the village of Paradise was evolving itself out of rough timber, we were obliged to furnish all comers with board and lodging. Hardly a day passed without some "prairie schooner" (the... more...