Swatch Product 13 Color:Red

Swatch Product 13 Color:RedIt was the fourth of February in the year 1875. It had been a severe winter, and the snow lay deep in the gorges of the Gilmerton Mountains. The steam ploughs had, however, kept the railroad open, and the evening train which connects the long line of coal mining and iron working settlements was slowly groaning its way up the steep gradients which lead from Stagville on the plain to Vermissa, the central township which lies at the head of Vermissa

It was not a cheering prospect

Nothing beside remains

He was no backward suitor

Having made one or two tentative remarks to the nearest miner

Through the growing gloom there pulsed the red glow of the furnaces on the sides of the hills

for it was the favourite loafing place of all the rougher elements of the town

but not before it had been observed by a working man who had seated himself upon the adjoining bench

There was about him also that glamour of experience and of mystery which attracts a woman's interest

the central township which lies at the head of Vermissa Valley

commonly associated with stop signs

McMurdo had obtained a temporary job as bookkeeper for he was a well-educated man

Let him look out for himself