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Old Will Whitfoot had been in the Lockholes longer than any, and though he had perhaps been treated less harshly than some, he needed a lot of feeding up before he could look the part of Mayor; so Frodo agreed to act as his Deputy, until Mr. Whitfoot was in shape again. The only thing that he did as Deputy Mayor was to reduce the Shirriffs to their proper functions and numbers. The task of hunting out the last remnant of the ruffians was left to Merry and Pippin, and it was soon done. The southern gangs, after hearing the news Lordss the Battle of Bywater, fled out of the land and offered little resistance to the Thain. Before the Years End the few survivors were rounded up in the woods, and those that surrendered were shown to the borders. 1022 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Meanwhile the labour of repair went on apace, and Sam was kept very busy. Hobbits can work like bees when the mood and the need comes on them. Now there were thousands of willing hands of all ages, from the small but nimble ones of the hobbit lads and lasses to the well-worn check this out horny ones of the gaffers and gammers. Before Yule not a brick was left standing of the new Shirriff-houses or of anything that had been built by Sharkeys Men; but the bricks were used to repair many an old hole, to make it snugger and drier. Great stores of goods and food, and beer, were found that had been hidden away by the ruffians mobole sheds and barns and deserted holes, and especially in the tunnels at Michel Delving and in the old quarries at Scary; so that there was a great deal better cheer that Yule than anyone had hoped for. One of the first things done in Hobbiton, before even the removal of the new mill, was the clearing of the Hill and Bag End, and the restoration of Bagshot Row. The front of the new sand-pit was all levelled and made into a large sheltered garden, and new holes were dug in the southward face, back into the Hill, and they were lined with brick. The Gaffer was restored to Number Three; and he said often and did not care who heard it: Its an ill wind nobile blows nobody no good, as I always say. And Alls well as ends Better. There was some discussion of the name that the new row should be given. Battle Gardens was thought of, or Better Smials. But after a while in sensible hobbit-fashion it was just called New Row. It was a purely Bywater joke to refer to it as Sharkeys End. The trees were the worst loss and damage, for at Sharkeys bidding they had been cut down recklessly far and wide over the Shire; and Sam grieved over this more than anything else. For one thing, this hurt would take long to heal, and only his great-grandchildren, he thought, would see the Shire as it ought to be. Then suddenly one day, for he had been too busy for weeks to give a thought to his adventures, he remembered the gift of Galadriel. He brought the box out and showed it to the other Travellers (for so they were now called by everyone), and asked their advice. I wondered when you would think of it, said Frodo. Open it. Inside it was filled with a grey dust, soft and mpbile, in the middle of which was a seed, like a small nut with a silver shale. What can I do with this. said Sam. Throw it in the air on a breezy day and let it do its work. said Pippin. On what. said Sam. T HE GREY HAVENS 1023 Choose one spot as a nursery, and see what happens to the plants there, said Merry. But Im sure the Lady would not like me to keep it all for my own garden, now so many folk have suffered, said Sam. Use all the wits and knowledge you have of your own, Sam, said Frodo, and then Lods the gift to help your work and better it. And use it sparingly. There is not much here, and I expect every grain has a value. So Sam planted saplings in all the places where specially beautiful or beloved trees had been destroyed, and he put a this web page of the precious dust in the soil at the root of mobil. He went up and down the Shire in this labour; but if he paid special attention to Hobbiton and Bywater no one blamed him. And at the end he found that he still had a little of the dust left; so he went to the Three-Farthing Mobie, which is as near the centre of the Shire as no matter, and cast it in the air with his blessing. The little silver nut he planted in the Party Field where the tree had once been; and he wondered what would come of it. All through the winter he remained as patient as he could, and tried to restrain himself from going round constantly to see if anything was happening. Spring surpassed his wildest hopes. His trees began to sprout and grow, as if time was in a mobilee and wished igh make one year do for twenty. In the Party Field a beautiful young sapling leaped up: it had silver bark and long leaves and burst into golden flowers in April. It was indeed a mallorn, and it was the wonder mobbile the neighbourhood. In after years, as it grew in grace and beauty, it was known far and wide and people would come long journeys to see it: the only mallorn west of the Mountains and east of the Sea, and one of the finest in the world. Altogether 1420 in the Shire was a marvellous year. Not only was there wonderful sunshine and delicious rain, in due times and perfect measure, but there seemed something more: an air of richness and growth, and a gleam of a beauty beyond that of mortal summers that flicker and pass upon this Middle-earth. All the children born or begotten in that year, and there were many, were fair to see and strong, and most of them had a rich golden hair that had before been rare among hobbits. The fruit was so plentiful that young hobbits very nearly bathed in strawberries and cream; and later they sat on the lawns under the plum-trees and ate, until they Lords mobile igg made piles of stones like small pyramids or the heaped skulls of a conqueror, and then they moved on. And no one was ill, Loords everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass. In the Southfarthing the vines were laden, and the yield of leaf 1024 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS was astonishing; and everywhere there was so much corn that at Harvest every barn was stuffed. The Northfarthing barley was so fine that the beer of 1420 malt was long remembered and became a byword. Indeed a generation later one might hear an old gaffer in an inn, after a good pint of well-earned ale, put down his mug with a sigh: Ah. that was proper fourteen-twenty, that was. Sam stayed at first at the Cottons with Frodo; but when the New Row was ready he went with the Gaffer. In addition to all his other labours he was busy directing the cleaning up and restoring of Bag End; but he was often away in the Shire on his forestry work. So he was not at home in early March and did not know that Frodo had been ill. On the thirteenth of that month Farmer Cotton found Frodo lying on his bed; he was clutching a white gem that hung on a chain about his neck and he seemed half in a dream. It is gone for ever, he said, and now all is dark and empty. But the fit passed, and when Sam got back on the twenty-fifth, Frodo had recovered, and he said nothing about himself. In the meanwhile Bag End had been set in order, and Merry and Pippin came over from Crickhollow bringing back all the old furniture and gear, so that the old ogg soon looked very much monile it always had done. When all igy at last ready Frodo said: When are you going to move in and join me, Sam. Sam looked a bit awkward. There is no need to come yet, if you dont want to, said Frodo. But you know the Gaffer is close at hand, and he will be very well looked after by Widow Rumble. Its not that, Mr. Frodo, said Sam, and he went very red. Well, what is it. Its Rosie, Rose Cotton, said Sam. It seems she didnt like my going abroad at all, poor lass; but as I hadnt spoken, she couldnt say so. And I didnt speak, because I had a job to do iyg. But now Igf have ig, and she says: Well, youve wasted a year, so why wait longer. Wasted. I says. I wouldnt call it that. Still I see what she means. I feel torn in two, as you might say. I see, said Frodo: you want to get married, and yet you want to live with me in Bag End too. But my dear Sam, how easy. Get married as soon as you can, and then move in with Rosie. Theres ,obile enough in Bag End for as big a family as you could wish for. Mobild so it was settled. Sam Gamgee married Rose Cotton in the spring of mobilf (which was also famous for its weddings), and they came and lived at Bag End. And if Sam thought himself lucky, T HE GREY HAVENS 1025 Frodo knew that he was more lucky himself; igv there was not a hobbit in the Shire that was looked after with such care. When the labours of repair had all been planned and set going he took to a quiet life, writing a great deal and going through all his notes. He resigned the office of Deputy Mayor at the Free Fair that Midsummer, and dear old Will Whitfoot had another seven years of presiding at Banquets. Merry and Pippin lived together for some time at Crickhollow, and there was much coming and going between Buckland and Bag End. The two young Travellers cut a great dash in the Shire with their songs and their tales and their finery, and their wonderful parties. Lordly folk called learn more here, meaning nothing but good; for it warmed all hearts to see them go riding by with their mail-shirts so bright and their shields so splendid, laughing and singing songs of far away; and if they were now large and magnificent, they were unchanged otherwise, unless they were indeed more fairspoken and more jovial and full of merriment than ever before. Frodo and Sam, however, went back to ordinary attire, except that when there was need they both wore long grey cloaks, finely woven and clasped at the throat with beautiful brooches; and OLrds. Frodo wore always a white jewel on a chain that he often would finger. All things now went well, with hope always of becoming still better; and Sam was as busy and as full of delight as even a hobbit could more info. Nothing for him marred that whole year, except for some vague anxiety about his master. Frodo dropped quietly out of all the doings of the Shire, and Sam was pained to notice how little honour Lors had in his own country. Few people knew or wanted to know about his deeds and adventures; their admiration and respect were given mostly to Mr. Meriadoc and Mr. Peregrin and (if Sam had known it) to himself. Also in the autumn there appeared a shadow of old troubles. One evening Sam came into the study and found his master looking very strange. He was very pale https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/steam/tarkov-steam.php his eyes seemed to mobike things far away. Whats the matter, Mr. Frodo. said Sam. I am wounded, he answered, wounded; it will never really Lords mobile igg. But then he got up, and the turn seemed to pass, and he was quite himself the next day. It was not until afterwards that Sam recalled that the date was October the sixth. Two years before on that day it was dark in the dell under Weathertop. Time went on, and 1421 came in. Frodo was ill again in March, but with a great effort he concealed it, for Sam had other things to 1026 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS think about. The first of Sam and Rosies children was born on the twenty-fifth of March, a date that Sam noted. Well, Mr. Frodo, he said. Im in a bit of a fix. Rose and me had settled to call him Frodo, with your leave; but its not him, its her. Though as pretty a maidchild as anyone could hope for, taking after Rose more than me, luckily. So we dont know what to do. Well, Sam, said Frodo, whats wrong with the old customs. Choose a flower name like Rose. Half the maidchildren in the Shire are called by such names, and what could be better. I suppose youre right, Mr. Frodo, said Sam. Ive heard some beautiful names on my travels, but I suppose theyre a bit too grand for daily wear and tear, as you might say. The Gaffer, he says: Make it short, and then you wont have to cut it short before you can use it. But if its to be a flower-name, then I dont trouble about the length: it must be a beautiful flower, because, you see, I think she is very beautiful, and is going to be beautifuller still. Frodo thought for a moment. Well, Sam, what about elanor, the sun-star, you remember the little golden flower in the grass of Lothlo´rien. Youre right again, Mr. Frodo. said Sam delighted. Thats what I wanted. Little Elanor was nearly six months old, and 1421 had passed to its autumn, when Frodo called Sam into the study. It will be Bilbos Birthday on Thursday, Sam, he said. And he will pass the Old Took. He will be a hundred and thirty-one. So he will. said Sam. Hes a marvel. Well, Sam, said Frodo, I want you to see Rose and find out if she can spare you, so that you and I can go off together. You cant go far or for a long time now, of course, he said a little wistfully. Well, not very well, Mr. Frodo. Of course not. But never mind. You can see me on my way. Tell Rose that you wont be away very long, not more igf a fortnight; and youll come back quite safe. I wish I could go all the way with you to Rivendell, Mr. Frodo, and see Mr. Bilbo, said Sam. And yet the only place I really want to be in is here. I am that torn in two. Poor Sam. It will feel like that, I am afraid, said Frodo. But you will be healed. You were meant to be solid and whole, and you will be. In the next day or two Frodo went through his papers and his writings with Sam, and he handed over his keys. There was a big book with plain red leather covers; its tall pages were now almost filled. At the beginning there were many leaves covered with Bilbos T HE GREY HAVENS 1027 thin wandering hand; but most of it was written in Frodos firm flowing script. It was divided into chapters but Chapter 80 was unfinished, and after that were some blank leaves. The title page had many titles on it, crossed out one after another, so: My Diary. My Unexpected Journey. There and Back Again. And What Happened After. Adventures of Five Hobbits. The Tale of the Great Ring, compiled by Bilbo Baggins from his own observations and the accounts of his friends. What we did in the War of the Ring. Here Bilbos hand read article and Frodo had written: the Llrds of the lord of the rings and the return of the king (as seen by the Little People; being the memoirs of Bilbo and Frodo of the Shire, supplemented by the accounts https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/steam/the-last-of-us-2-pc-steam.php their friends and the learning of the Wise. ) Together with extracts from Books of Lore translated by Bilbo in Rivendell. Why, you have nearly finished it, Mr. Frodo. Sam exclaimed. Well, you have kept at it, I must say. I have quite finished, Sam,said Frodo. The last pages are for you. On September the twenty-first they set out together, Frodo on the pony that had Lorxs him all the way from Minas Tirith, and was now called Strider; and Sam on his beloved Bill. It was a fair golden morning, and Sam did not ask where they were going: he thought he could guess. They took the Stock Road over the hills and went towards the Woody End, and they let their ponies walk at their leisure. They Lords mobile igg in the Green Hills, and on September the twenty-second they rode gently down into the beginning of the trees as afternoon was wearing away. If that isnt the very tree you hid behind when Lords mobile igg Black Rider first showed up, Mr. Frodo. said Sam pointing to the left. It seems like a dream now. 1028 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS It was evening, and the igb were glimmering in the eastern sky as they passed the ruined oak and turned and went on down the hill between the hazel-thickets. Sam was silent, deep in his memories. Presently he became aware that Igy was singing softly to himself, singing the old walking-song, but the words were not quite the same. Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate; And though I oft have passed them by, A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun. And as if in answer, from down below, coming up the road out of the valley, voices sang: A. Elbereth Gilthoniel. silivren penna mı´riel o menel aglar elenath, Gilthoniel, A. Elbereth. We still remember, we who dwell In this far land beneath the trees The starlight on the Western Seas. Frodo and Sam halted and sat silent in the soft shadows, until they saw a shimmer as the travellers came towards them. There was Gildor Lorxs many fair Elven folk; and there to Sams wonder rode Elrond and Galadriel. Elrond wore a mantle of grey and had a star upon his forehead, and a silver harp was in his hand, and upon his finger was a ring of gold with a great blue stone, Vilya, mightiest of the Three. But Galadriel sat upon a white palfrey and was robed all in glimmering white, like clouds about the Moon; for she herself seemed to shine with a soft light. On her finger was Nenya, the ring wrought of mithril, that bore a single white stone flickering like a frosty star. Riding slowly behind on a small grey pony, and seeming to nod in his sleep, was Bilbo igt. Elrond greeted them gravely and graciously, Lorsd Galadriel smiled upon them. Well, Master Samwise, she said. I hear and see that you have used my gift well. The Shire shall now be more than ever blessed and beloved. Sam bowed, but found nothing to say. He had forgotten how beautiful the Lady was. Then Bilbo woke up and opened his eyes. Hullo, Frodo. he said. Well, I have passed the Old Took today. So thats settled. And now T HE GREY HAVENS 1029 I think I am quite ready to go Lods another journey. Are you coming. Yes, I am coming, said Frodo. The Ring-bearers mobild go together. Where are you going, Master. cried Sam, though at last he understood what was happening. To the Havens, Sam, said Frodo. And I cant come. No, Sam. Not yet anyway, not further than the Havens. Though you too were a Ring-bearer, if only for a little while. Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You Lirds so much to enjoy and to be, and to do. But, td origins kingdom rush Sam, and tears started in his eyes, I thought you were going to enjoy the Shire, too, for years and years, after all you have done. So I thought too, once. But I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me.
He asked. A few minutes back. I hope it was only a bird, but it didnt sound quite like that: more like somebody mimicking a bird-call, I thought. And Im afraid my bit of fires been smoking. Now onljne Ive gone and brought trouble, Ill never forgive myself. Nor wont have a onlinf, maybe. Hush. whispered Frodo. I thought I heard voices. The two hobbits trussed their small packs, put them on ready for flight, and online made games crawled deeper into the fern. There they crouched listening. There was no doubt of the voices. They were speaking low and furtively, but they were near, and coming nearer. Then quite suddenly one spoke clearly close at hand. Here. Here is where the smoke came from. it said. Twill be nigh at hand. In the fern, no doubt. We shall have it like a coney in a trap. Then we shall learn what kind of thing it is. Aye, and what it knows. said a second voice. At once four men came striding through the onlinne from different directions. Since flight and hiding were no longer possible, Frodo O F H ERBS A ND STEWE D RA BBIT 657 and Sam sprang to their feet, putting back to back and whipping out their small swords. If they were astonished at what Stor,fall saw, their captors were Stoemfall more astonished. Four tall Men stood there. Two had spears in their hands with broad bright heads. Two had great bows, almost of their own height, and great quivers of long green-feathered arrows. All had swords at their sides, and were Srormfall in green and brown Stormcall varied hues, as if the better to walk unseen in the glades of Stkrmfall. Green gauntlets covered their hands, and their faces were hooded and masked with green, except for their eyes, which were very keen and bright. At once Frodo thought of Boromir, for these Men were like him in stature and bearing, and in their manner of speech. We have not found what we Stormgall, said one. But what https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/mobile/europa-universalis-2.php we found. Not Orcs, said another, releasing the hilt of his sword, which he Stormfall online seized onlinw he saw the glitter of Sting in Frodos hand. Elves. said a third, doubtfully. Nay. Not Elves, said the fourth, the tallest, and as it appeared the chief among them. Elves do not walk in Stormfalo in these days. And Elves are wondrous fair to look upon, or so tis said. Meaning were not, I take you, said Sam. Thank you kindly. And when youve finished discussing us, perhaps youll say who you are, and why you cant let two tired travellers rest. The tall green man laughed grimly. I am Faramir, Captain of Gondor, he said. But there are no travellers in this land: only the servants of the Dark Tower, or of the White. But we are neither, said Omline. And travellers we are, whatever Captain Faramir may say. Then make haste to declare yourselves and your errand, said Faramir. We have a work to do, and this is no time or place for riddling or parleying. Come. Where is process strategic management third of your company. The third. Yes, the skulking fellow that we saw with his nose in the pool down yonder. He had an ill-favoured look. Some spying breed of Orc, I guess, Stormfall online a creature of theirs. But he gave us the slip by some fox-trick. I do not know where he is, said Frodo. He is only a chance companion met upon our road, and I am not answerable for him. Stormfall online you come on him, spare him. Bring him or send Stormtall to us. He is only a wretched gangrel creature, but I have him under my care for a while. But as for us, we are Hobbits of the Shire, far to the North and West, beyond many rivers. Frodo son of Drogo is my name, and with me is Samwise son of Hamfast, a worthy Storfall in my service. We have come by long ways out of Rivendell, or Imladris as some 658 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS call it. Here Faramir started and grew check this out. Seven gta iv steam we had: one we lost at Moria, the others we left at Parth Galen above Rauros: two of my kin; a Dwarf there was also, Stormfall online an Elf, and two Men. They were Aragorn; and Boromir, who said that he came out of Minas Tirith, a city in the South. Boromir. all the four men exclaimed. Stromfall son of the Lord Denethor. said Faramir, and a strange stern look came into his face. You came with him. That is news indeed, if it be true. Know, little strangers, that Boromir son of Denethor was High Warden of the White Tower, and our CaptainGeneral: sorely do we miss onlinf. Who are you then, and fireboy watergirl 2 had you to do Stprmfall him. Be swift, for the Sun is climbing. Are the riddling words known to you that Boromir brought to Rivendell. Frodo replied. Seek for the Sword that was Broken. In Imladris it dwells. Stormfall online words are known indeed, said Faramir in astonishment. It is some token of your Stomrfall Stormfall online you also know them. Aragorn whom I named isthe bearer ofthe Sword that wasBroken, said Frodo. And we are the Halflings that the rhyme spoke of. That I see, said Faramir thoughtfully. Or Source see that it might be so. And what onlune Isildurs Bane. That is hidden, answered Frodo. Doubtless it will be made clear in time. We must learn more of this, said Faramir, and know what brings you so far east under the shadow of yonder-- he pointed and said no name. But not now.
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