The village lay up a valley, and it was evident that the road he was travelling was but little frequented, ending probably at the village itself.

Proceeding for nearly two miles through a wood he came suddenly upon Glogau.
It stood near the head of the valley, which was here free of trees, and some cultivated fields lay around it.

The houses were surrounded by fruit trees, and an air of peace and tranquillity prevailed such as Malcolm had not seen before since he left his native country.

One house was much larger than the rest; several stacks stood in the rick yard, and the large stables and barns gave a proof of the prosperity of its owner.

The war which had already devastated a great part of Germany had passed by this secluded hamlet.
No signs of work were to be seen, the village was as still and quiet as if it was deserted.