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Title: Duncan Polite
The Watchman of Glenoro

Author: Marian Keith

Release Date: May 4, 2009 [EBook #28689]

Language: English

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DUNCAN POLITE

THE WATCHMAN OF GLENORO

BY

MARIAN KEITH

THE WESTMINSTER CO., Limited

PUBLISHERS, TORONTO

Entered According to the Act of Parliament of Canada in the Year 1905

By THE WESTMINSTER COMPANY

In the Office of the Minister of Agriculture

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I. THE COVENANT
II. A MEMORABLE SABBATH
III. A WAR-MAKER AND A PEACE-MAKER
IV. THE SECOND JOHN McALPINE
V. A PASTORAL VISITATION
VI. THE FULFILMENT OF PROMISE
VII. A DISASTROUS PICNIC
VIII. BURSTING OF THE STORM
IX. THE PRESIDENT OF THE LADIES' AID SOCIETY
X. THE WATCHMAN'S DESPAIR
XI. COALS OF FIRE
XII. JESSIE
XIII. THE CANADIAN PATRIOTIC SOCIETY
XIV. DONALD'S RETURN
XV. THE SACRIFICE
XVI. THE COVENANT RENEWED

DUNCAN POLITE

THE WATCHMAN OF GLENORO

I

THE COVENANT

The morning sun was growing stronger as it rose higher. Collie,
returning from driving his master's cow to the cool shade of the back
pasture, felt its rays penetrate his shaggy coat. His tongue hung out
as he padded swiftly up the garden path where already the dew was
almost dried from the rows of marigolds and sweet William. He dropped
with a sigh in the shadow of the old water-barrel that stood against
the house. He felt too warm even to chase his enemy, the cat, into her
accustomed shelter of the adjacent pine tree, though she was curled up
with impudent complacence upon the top of the barrel. Instead, he lay
in the shade, his eyes glancing furtively through the open door. He
could see inside the old log shanty, where a figure was moving about
the bare, spotless kitchen; his tail began to thump a welcome upon the
ground, as the figure came slowly forward and stood in the doorway. It
was an old man, tall and stooped, with a finely built frame which
suggested a less r