text:  Two cottages appeared in a green quiet dingle we were descending to watered by a small river and surrounded by sloping meadows now yellowed by the evening sun and well inhabited by their proper population sheep and cows now beginning their homeward course at the call of the milkmaid; the only other motion in this simply beautiful landscape being a scattered gleaner or two with her load and the rather thick volume of blue smoke curling up from one of those cots which standing so close without any other near prompted the idea of some rustic old couple in conjugal quietude smiling out life's evening by themselves apart from all the world