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Light O' the Morning

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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Light O' The Morning, by L. T. Meade #4 in our series by L. T. MeadeCopyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the copyright laws for your country before downloadingor redistributing this or any other Project Gutenberg eBook.This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this Project Gutenberg file. Please do not remove it. Do notchange or edit the header without written permission.Please read the "legal small print," and other information about the eBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of thisfile. Included is important information about your specific rights and restrictions in how the file may be used. You can alsofind out about how to make a donation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved.**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts****eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971*******These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!*****Title: Light O' The MorningAuthor: L. T. MeadeRelease Date: January, 2005 [EBook #7231] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was firstposted on March 29, 2003]Edition: 10Language: English*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LIGHT O' THE MORNING ***Produced by Anne Folland, Tiffany Vergon,Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading TeamLIGHT O' THE MORNINGThe Story of an Irish GirlBYL. T. MEADECONTENTS.CHAPTERI. NORAII. "SOME MORE OF THE LAND MUST GO"III. THE ...
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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Light O' The Morning, by L. T. Meade #4 in our series by L. T. Meade Copyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the copyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributing this or any other Project Gutenberg eBook. This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this Project Gutenberg file. Please do not remove it. Do not change or edit the header without written permission. Please read the "legal small print," and other information about the eBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file. Included is important information about your specific rights and restrictions in how the file may be used. You can also find out about how to make a donation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved. **Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts** **eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971** *****These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!***** Title: Light O' The Morning Author: L. T. Meade Release Date: January, 2005 [EBook #7231] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on March 29, 2003] Edition: 10 Language: English *** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LIGHT O' THE MORNING *** Produced by Anne Folland, Tiffany Vergon,Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team LIGHT O' THE MORNING The Story of an Irish Girl BY L. T. MEADE CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. NORA II. "SOME MORE OF THE LAND MUST GO" III. THE WILD MURPHYS IV. THE INVITATION V. "I AM ASHAMED OF YOU" VI. THE CAVE OF THE BANSHEE VII. THE MURPHYS VIII. THE SQUIRE'S TROUBLE IX. EDUCATION AND OTHER THINGS X. THE INVITATION XI. THE DIAMOND CROSS XII. A FEATHER-BED HOUSE XIII. "THERE'S MOLLY" XIV. BITS OF SLANG XV. TWO LETTERS XVI. A CHEEKY IRISH GIRL XVII. TWO DESCRIPTIONS XVIII. A COMPACT XIX. "SHE WILL SOON TAME DOWN" XX. STEPHANOTIE XXI. THE ROSE-COLORED DRESS XXII. LETTERS XXIII. THE BOX OF BON-BONS XXIV. THE TELEGRAM XXV. THE BLOW XXVI. TEN POUNDS XXVII. ADVENTURES—AND HOME AGAIN XXVIII. THE WILD IRISH XXIX. ALTERATIONS XXX. THE LION IN His CAGE XXXI. RELEASE OF THE CAPTIVE XXXII. ANDY XXXIII. THE CABIN ON THE MOUNTAIN XXXIV. A DARING DEED XXXV. THE COT WHERE HE WAS BORN XXXVI. "I'M A HAPPY MAN" CHAPTER I. NORA. "Why, then, Miss Nora—" "Yes, Hannah?" "You didn't see the masther going this way, miss?" "What do you mean, Hannah? Father is never at home at this hour." "I thought maybe—" said Hannah. She spoke in a dubious voice, backing a little away. Hannah was a small, squat woman, of a truly Irish type. Her nose was celestial, her mouth wide, her eyes dark, and sparkling with fun. She was dressed in a short, coarse serge petticoat, with what is called a bedgown over it; the bedgown was made of striped calico, yellow and red, and was tied in at the waist with a broad band of the same. Hannah's hair was strongly inclined to gray, and her humorous face was covered with a perfect network of wrinkles. She showed a gleam of snowy teeth now, as she looked full at the young girl whom she was addressing. "Ah, then, Miss Nora," she said, "it's I that am sorry for yez." Before Nora O'Shanaghgan could utter a word Hannah had turned on her heel. "Come back, Hannah," said Nora in an imperious voice. "Presently, darlint; it's the childer I hear calling me. Coming, Mike asthore, coming." The squat little figure flew down a side walk which led to a paddock: beyond the paddock was a turnstile, and at the farther end of an adjacent field a cabin made of mud, with one tiny window and a thatched roof. Hannah was making for the cabin with rapid, waddling strides. Nora stood in the middle of the broad sweep which led up to the front door of the old house. Castle O'Shanaghgan was a typical Irish home of the ancient régime. The house, a great square pile, was roomy and spacious; it had innumerable staircases, and long passages through which the wind shrieked on stormy nights, and a great castellated tower at its north end. This tower was in ruins, and had been given up a long time ago to the exclusive tenancy of the bats, the owls, and rats so large and fierce that the very dogs were afraid of them. In the tower at night the neighbors affirmed that they heard shrieks and ghostly noises; and Nora, whose bedroom was nearest to it, rejoiced much in the distinction of having twice heard the O'Shanaghgan Banshee keening outside her window. Nora was a slender, tall, and very graceful girl of about seventeen, and her face was as typical of the true, somewhat wild, Irish beauty as Hannah Croneen's was the reverse. In the southwest of Ireland there are traces of Spanish as well as Celtic blood in many of its women; and Nora's quantities of thick, soft, intensely black hair must have come to her from a Spanish ancestor. So also did the delicately marked black brows and the black lashes to her dark and very lovely blue eyes; but the clear complexion, the cheeks with the tenderest bloom on them, the softly dimpled lips red as coral, and the little teeth white as pearls were true Irish characteristics. Nora waited for a moment after Hannah had left her, then, shading her eyes from the westerly sun by one hand, she turned slowly and went into the house. "Where is mother, Pegeen?" she said to a rough- looking, somewhat slatternly servant who was crossing the hall. "In the north parlor, Miss Nora." "Come along, then, Creena; come along, Cushla,"
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