[The Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain by William Carleton]@TWC D-Link bookThe Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain CHAPTER XVIII 7/29
However, I'll think of it; but in the mane time, as I said, I'll start for the country in the mornin'." And to the country he did start the next morning; and if, kind reader, it so happen that you feel your curiosity in any degree excited, all you have to do is to take a seat in your own imagination, whether outside or in, matters not, the fare is the same, and thus you will, at no great cost, be able to accompany him.
But before we proceed further we shall, in the first place, convey you in ours to the ultimate point of his journey. There was, in one of the mountain districts of the county Wicklow, that paradise of our country, a small white cottage, with a neat flower plot before, and a small orchard and garden behind.
It stood on a little eminence, at the foot of one of those mountains, which, in some instances, abut from higher ranges.
It was then bare and barren; but at present presents a very different aspect, a considerable portion of it having been since reclaimed and planted.
Scattered around this rough district were a number of houses that could be classed with neither farm-house nor cabin, but as humble little buildings that possessed a feature of each.
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