CHAPTER IV. OUR GRAND PROJECT.-4

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“She faithfully performed her promise. In a fortnight afterward I received from her the narrative which I am now about to read.” BROTHER OWEN’S STORY OF THE SIEGE OF THE BLACK COTTAGE. To begin at the beginning, I must take you back to the time after my mother’s death, when my only brother had gone to sea, when my sister was out at service, and when I lived alone with my father in the midst of a moor in the west of England. The moor was covered with great limestone rocks, and intersected here and there by streamlets. The nearest habitation to ours was situated about a mile and a half off, where a strip of the fertile land stretched out into the waste like a tongue. Here the outbuildings of the great Moor Farm, then in the possession of my husband’s father, began. The farm-lands stretche

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