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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: THE WILD BIRDS OF KILLEEVY. A TALE. BY EOSA MULHOLLAJTD, Autuor or "hester's History," "tub Wicked woous Of Tobereevil," Etc. CHAPTER VII. LOST, STRAYED, OR STOLEN? " Fled is tbat music; do I wake or sleep ?"?Keats. Kevin had been away at the nearest town for two days, and was returning home. Ho was in good spirits, for he had despatched his father's business successfully, and was bringing his mother a fine broad ribbon to tie across her cap, and a picture of St. Bridgid for Fan. Already he was beginning to look out for a flying speck of scarlet in the landscape, a little figure coming to meet him. Ho began to ascend the mountain; still no sign of the child, though she had promised to be at the foot of the hill. Kevin was tired, but not too much so to notice the beauty on land and sea, the unearthly lights glowing " Along the smooth wave towards the burning west." If Fan would only appear he could love to loiter a bit and enjoy this lovely scene. A turn in the path brought him in sight of the figure of a woman sitting with bowed head, who looked up as he approached, showing him the face of his mother. The poor woman gave a cry and covered her face. " Mother!?what is it ?" cried Kevin. " Is my father dead ?" '' No, thank God! but the child is gone. Gone since last night, an' we cannot find her. High up an' low down, hill and hollow have we searched, and can find neither tale nor tidings of her." " Nonsense, mother! Where could she be that we would not find her?" He sprang off his father's nag with these sturdy words, and flung the reins over the animal's neck as it trotted home on its own account. " I'm glad you take it so brave," said the poor woman; and then she gave a cry as her eyes rested on Kevin's face, which had grown gray and cold a...