By Berwen Banks

Book Excerpt: "Indeed I will," said Cardo eagerly; "but when will that be? I have been wondering all the evening how it is I have never seen you before." They had now reached the open beach, where the Berwen, after its chequered career, subsided quietly through the sand and pebbles into the sea. "Here is my path, but I will tell you," and with the sound of the gurgling river, and the plash of the waves in his ears, Cardo listened to her simple story. "You couldn't see me much before,...
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Book Excerpt: "Indeed I will," said Cardo eagerly; "but when will that be? I have been wondering all the evening how it is I have never seen you before." They had now reached the open beach, where the Berwen, after its chequered career, subsided quietly through the sand and pebbles into the sea. "Here is my path, but I will tell you," and with the sound of the gurgling river, and the plash of the waves in his ears, Cardo listened to her simple story. "You couldn't see me much before, because only six weeks it is since I am here. Before that I was living far, far away. Have you ever heard of Patagonia? Well then, my father was a missionary there, and he took me and my mother with him when I was only a baby. Since then I have always been living there, till this year I came to Wales." "Patagonia!" said Cardo. "So far away? No wonder you dropped upon me so suddenly! But how, then, did you grow up Welsh?" Valmai laughed merrily. "Grow up Welsh? Well, indeed, I don't know what have I grown Read More