Excerpt from The Yellow Flag, Vol. 1 of 3: A Novel The place where the conversation, of which a fragment has just been given, occurred, was a broad gravelled path, the favourite pro menade Of such Of the worthy townspeople Of Southampton as prefer the beauties Of nature to the attractions of the Shops in the High street. On one side was the broad water glistening in the bright, cheerful October sun, on the other a large strip Of greensward fringed on the farther edge by a row Of shin ing, white-faced lodging-houses and hotels. On the promenade, the grim cannons - trophies taken during the Russian war - were sur rounded by happy children, fearlessly climb ing upon the now innocuous engines Of death, within hailing distance of the shore a few boat men were lazily pulling about, some young men were intent on watching the progress Of two dogs who were making a neck-and-neck race for a stick which had been thrown into the water for them to fetch, and the whole scene was one of pleasant cheerfulness. 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.