原版英文小说　A Knight of the Cumberland　TXT文本下载
High noon of a crisp October day, sunshine flooding the earth with the warmth and light of old wine and, going single-file up through the jagged gap that the dripping of water has worn down through the Cumberland Mountains from crest to valley-level, a gray horse and two big mules, a man and two young girls.  On the gray horse, I led the tortuous way.  After me came my small sister--and after her and like her, mule- back, rode the Blight--dressed as she would be for a gallop in Central Park or to ride a hunter in a horse show