Excerpt from The Deemster: A Romance Old Ewan's spirits sank yet lower year by year, but he lived on peacefully enough. As time went by, he talked less, and his humid eyes seemed to look within in degree as they grew dim to things without. But the day came at length when the Old man died in his chair, before the slum berous peat fire on the hearth, quietly, silently, without a movement, his graspless fingers fumbling a worm-eaten hour glass, his long waves of thin white hair falling over his droop ing shoulders, and his upturned eyes fixed in a stony stare on the text carved on the rannel-tree shelf, God's Provi dence is mine inheritance. 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.