" This particular evening was particularly beautiful. It was cool after a hot day, and wheat fields all about us were ripening to their harvestry. The wind gossiped with the grasses along our way, and over them the buttercups danced, goldenly-glad. Waves of sinuous shadow went over the ripe hayfields, and plundering bees sang a freebooting lilt in wayside gardens."
" They went back with laughter and raillery over the quiet autumn fields, faintly silvered now by the moon that was rising over the hills."
Late that autumn the children gradually conquered their fear of the taciturn Sea-Captain, who lived in the old lighthouse on the hill. Ezekiel Crane was his name.
Do you remember what series these photos were from?
