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"
’
Tis
blowed
about
from
pillar
to
post
quite
common
,
"
said
Matthew
.
"
We
hear
that
ye
can
tell
the
time
as
well
by
the
stars
as
we
can
by
the
sun
and
moon
,
shepherd
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
can
do
a
little
that
way
,
"
said
Gabriel
,
as
a
man
of
medium
sentiments
on
the
subject
.
"
And
that
ye
can
make
sun
-
dials
,
and
prent
folks
’
names
upon
their
waggons
almost
like
copper
-
plate
,
with
beautiful
flourishes
,
and
great
long
tails
.
A
excellent
fine
thing
for
ye
to
be
such
a
clever
man
,
shepherd
.
Joseph
Poorgrass
used
to
prent
to
Farmer
James
Everdene
’
s
waggons
before
you
came
,
and
’
a
could
never
mind
which
way
to
turn
the
J
’
s
and
E
’
s
—
could
ye
,
Joseph
?
"
Joseph
shook
his
head
to
express
how
absolute
was
the
fact
that
he
couldn
’
t
.
"
And
so
you
used
to
do
’
em
the
wrong
way
,
like
this
,
didn
’
t
ye
,
Joseph
?
"
Matthew
marked
on
the
dusty
floor
with
his
whip
-
handle
"
And
how
Farmer
James
would
cuss
,
and
call
thee
a
fool
,
wouldn
’
t
he
,
Joseph
,
when
’
a
seed
his
name
looking
so
inside
-
out
-
like
?
"
continued
Matthew
Moon
with
feeling
.
"
Ay
—
’
a
would
,
"
said
Joseph
,
meekly
.
"
But
,
you
see
,
I
wasn
’
t
so
much
to
blame
,
for
them
J
’
s
and
E
’
s
be
such
trying
sons
o
’
witches
for
the
memory
to
mind
whether
they
face
backward
or
forward
;
and
I
always
had
such
a
forgetful
memory
,
too
.
"
"
’
Tis
a
very
bad
affliction
for
ye
,
being
such
a
man
of
calamities
in
other
ways
.
"
"
Well
,
’
tis
;
but
a
happy
Providence
ordered
that
it
should
be
no
worse
,
and
I
feel
my
thanks
.
As
to
shepherd
,
there
,
I
’
m
sure
mis
’
ess
ought
to
have
made
ye
her
baily
—
such
a
fitting
man
for
’
t
as
you
be
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
mind
owning
that
I
expected
it
,
"
said
Oak
,
frankly
.
"
Indeed
,
I
hoped
for
the
place
.
At
the
same
time
,
Miss
Everdene
has
a
right
to
be
her
own
baily
if
she
choose
—
and
to
keep
me
down
to
be
a
common
shepherd
only
.
"
Oak
drew
a
slow
breath
,
looked
sadly
into
the
bright
ashpit
,
and
seemed
lost
in
thoughts
not
of
the
most
hopeful
hue
.
The
genial
warmth
of
the
fire
now
began
to
stimulate
the
nearly
lifeless
lambs
to
bleat
and
move
their
limbs
briskly
upon
the
hay
,
and
to
recognize
for
the
first
time
the
fact
that
they
were
born
.
Their
noise
increased
to
a
chorus
of
baas
,
upon
which
Oak
pulled
the
milk
-
can
from
before
the
fire
,
and
taking
a
small
tea
-
pot
from
the
pocket
of
his
smock
-
frock
,
filled
it
with
milk
,
and
taught
those
of
the
helpless
creatures
which
were
not
to
be
restored
to
their
dams
how
to
drink
from
the
spout
—
a
trick
they
acquired
with
astonishing
aptitude
.
