It could not be expected that even the most charitable would receive plague-stricken wayfarers into their own families, nor would such a thing be right.

Yet they could not remain by the wayside to die and infect the air.

So they were removed by the bearers appointed to that gruesome work to these smaller pest houses, and only too often from thence to the pit in the course of a few hours.
"How pretty it all looks!" said Benjamin, as they approached the place.

"See, Joseph, those are the great elm trees where the rooks build, and which I used to climb.

When they cut the hay, I came often and rolled about in it and played with the boys from the farm.