Shepherd of the Hills

The man was from the world beyond the ridges and his carefully tailored clothing looked strangely out of place in the mountain wilderness. His form stooped a little in the shoulders perhaps with weariness but he carried himself with the unconscious air of one long used to a position of conspicuous power and influence; and while his well-kept hair and beard were strongly touched with white the brown clear lighted eyes that looked from under their shaggy brows told of an intellect unclouded b...