Excerpt from Daughter of Heth, Vol. 1 of 2: A Novel The tide of battle had flowed onward from the village to the Manse. The retreating party, con sisting of the Minister's five sons, were driven back by force of numbers, contesting every inch of the ground. Hope had deserted them; and there now remained to them but one chance - to reach the fortress of the Manse in safety, and seek the shelter of its great stone wall. The enemy numbered over a dozen; and the clangour and clamour of the pursuit waxed stronger as they pressed on the small and compact body of five. The weapons on both sides were stones picked up from the moorland road; and the terrible aim of the Whaup - the eldest of the Minister's sons - had disfigured more than one mother's son of the turbulent crowd that pursued. He alone a long-legged Herculean lad of eighteen - kept in front of his retreating brothers, facing the foe boldly. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.