A Maid of the Kentucky Hills
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Edwin Carlile Litsey. A Maid of the Kentucky Hills
A Maid of the Kentucky Hills
Table of Contents
CHAPTER ONE
IN WHICH I GO TO 'CROMBIE
CHAPTER TWO
IN WHICH I GO TO 'CROMBIE AGAIN
CHAPTER THREE
IN WHICH I FIND A LODGE IN THE WILDERNESS
CHAPTER FOUR
IN WHICH I MEET A DRYAD
CHAPTER FIVE
IN WHICH I SAY WHAT I PLEASE
CHAPTER SIX
IN WHICH I MEET A SATYR
CHAPTER SEVEN
IN WHICH THE SATYR AND I SIT CHEEK BY JOWL
CHAPTER EIGHT
IN WHICH I PITCH MY TENT TOWARD HEBRON FOR THE SPACE OF AN AFTERNOON
CHAPTER NINE
IN WHICH I SIT UPON A HILLTOP AND REFLECT TO NO ADVANTAGE
CHAPTER TEN
IN WHICH I SPEND A PLEASANT HOUR AND HEAR SOME NEWS
CHAPTER ELEVEN
IN WHICH OTHER CHARACTERS COME INTO OUR STORY
CHAPTER TWELVE
IN WHICH I ATTEND AN ORATORIO
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
IN WHICH I SUFFER FOUR SHOCKS, THREE OF THE EARTH AND ONE FROM THE SKY, AND FIND ANOTHER MAID A-FISHING
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
IN WHICH YET A FIFTH SHOCK ARRIVES, AND ROUNDS OUT THE DAY
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
IN WHICH THE HISTORIAN UNBLUSHINGLY SHOWS HIMSELF TO BE A HUMAN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
IN WHICH MUCH ADDED LIGHT IS SHED UPON MISS BERYL DRANE, BUT ONLY A GLIMMER UPON MY PROBLEM
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
IN WHICH I ENTERTAIN SERIOUSLY A CHIVALROUS NOTION TO MY GREAT DETRIMENT
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
IN WHICH I DESCEND INTO HELL
CHAPTER NINETEEN
IN WHICH THE SATYR AND THE NARRATOR BECOME VERY DRUNK AND THE LATTER IS LIFTED TO EARTH AGAIN
CHAPTER TWENTY
IN WHICH I VIEW AN EMPTY WORLD, ACT A HYPOCRITE, AND HEAR A CONFESSION OF LOVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
IN WHICH, STRANGE TO SAY, TIME PASSES. ALSO I RECEIVE THREE WARNINGS, AND WITNESS AN UNPARALLELED EPISODE IN THE SMITHY
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
IN WHICH I SPAR WITH DEATH
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
IN WHICH, THOUGH THE WORLD IS STILL A VOID, THERE IS THE SHINING OF A GREAT LIGHT
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
IN WHICH I VANQUISH A DEMONIAC, AND ENTER INTO GLORY
THE END
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Edwin Carlile Litsey
Published by Good Press, 2019
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A moment gone I laid down my pen and stepped outside. How vast! How still! How illimitable! I had never felt my insignificance so keenly before. I seemed a tiny atom of dust. But as I stood and heard again those muffled chords from the mighty Harp, and saw the patient planets overhead again on guard, I suddenly knew that I was truly part and parcel of the Whole, and in my heart Hope gave birth to prayer.
Now to bed, tired, but at peace, with both windows flung wide—it is 'Crombie's orders.
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