THE HEAVEN-KISSED HILL THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL EXTERIOR TO THE EVIDENCE THE VALLEY OF HEADSTRONG MEN THE LOST MR. LINTHWAITE Although it was springtide by the calendar, and already some little way advanced, the snow time was by no means over in that wild Border country. The exact date was April 19. I fix it by the fact that my birthday falls on the 18th, and that I spent that one, the twenty-third, in an old-fashioned hotel at Wooler, and celebrated it by treating myself at dinner to the best bottle of wine the house afforded. It may have been the bottle of wine--but more likely it was sheer ignorance and presumption--that prompted me next morning to attempt what proved to be an imposs…
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