Raiders

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. IT was upon Rathan Head that I first heard their bridle-reins jingling Clear. It was ever my custom to walk in the full of the moon at all times of the year. Now the moons of the months are wondrously different: the moon of January, serene among the stars - that of February, wading among Chill Cloud banks of snow - Of March, dun with the mist Of muirburn among the heather - Of early April, clean washen by the rains. This was now May, and the moon of May is the loveliest in all the year, for with its brightness comes the scent of flower-buds, and of young green leaves breaking from the quick and breathing earth. So it was in the height of the moon of May, as I said, that I heard their bridle-reins jingling Clear and saw the harness glisten on their backs. Keep far ben in your ain hoose at hame when the Marshalls ride said my father, nodding his head at every third word in a way he had.