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One species of Barley-grass, which grows very commonly in our sea-marshes, the Hordeum maritimum, is apt to render cattle diseased in the mouth, from chewing the seeds, which are armed with a strong bristly awn not dissimilar to the spike of this grass. LOLIUM perenne. RAY- or RYE-GRASS. This has been long in cultivation, and is usually sown with clover under a crop of spring corn.

"He was fighting a losing battle in a manly sort of way it seemed to me when last I saw him." "So he was, and is. I give him eighteen month or thereabout then'll come the end of it." "The 'end'! What end? You won't let them starve? Your daughter and the little children?" "You mind your awn business, Martin," said Mr. Lyddon, with nods and winks.

For a year and more she 'm not her awn mistress; and, at the end of that time, if she doan't get better sense than to tinker arter a harum-scarum young jackanapes like you, she ban't a true Lyddon. Now be off with 'e an' doan't dare to look same way Phoebe 's walkin', no more, else theer'll be trouble for 'e."

"'Twas the devil misleadin' 'e an' takin' 'e along on his awn dance, till God saw, an' sent death." "Thanks to your prayin', I'll lay." "Thanks to the mightiness of His mercy, Joe. 'Twas the God us worships, you mind, not Him of the Luke Gosp'lers nor any other 'tall. Theer's awnly wan real, livin' God; an' you left Him for a sham." "An' I'm punished for't. Wheer should I turn now?

An' when my banns of marriage be hollered out next Sunday marnin', then us'll knaw who 'm gwaine to marry Mother Coomstock an' who ban't. I can work out my awn salvation wi' fear an' tremblin' so well as any other man; an' you'll see what that God-forsaken auld piece looks like come Sunday when he hears what's done an' caan't do nought but just swallow his gall an' chew 'pon it." The Rev.

No notice was taken of this salute, and he added with an offensive mirthfulness: "Perhaps I ought to say, 'Good-morning, mother." Then Joan leaped to her feet as if she had been struck in the face. She kicked the nets from her and strode to the open door in a flaming passion. "Aw, then!" she cried, "not your mother, thank God! Not your mother, or you'd be in the boats making your awn living.

But theer's poison in bwoy's blood what awnly works out of the brain come forty. I'm sure I wish nothing but well to un. He's got his saving graces, same as all of us, if we could but see 'em; an' come what may, God looks arter His awn chosen fules, so theer's hope even for Blanchard." "Cold consolation," said Mr. Lyddon wearily; "but't is all we've got.

I've spoke 'e fair, Miller fair an' straight an' so you to me. You won't allow this match. Then we'll wed wi'out your blessin', an' sorry I shall be." "If that's your tune, my young rascal, I'll speak again! Phoebe's under age, remember that, and so sure as you dare take her a yard from her awn door you'll suffer for it.

"Whear the pot's brocken, there let the sherds lie, lad," said the old man; "keep thy breath to cool thy poddish, forby thy mug of yal, and here't comes." As he spoke the hostess brought up a pot of ale, smoking hot, and put it in Ralph's hand. "Let every man stand his awn rackups, Ralph. Sim's a bad lot, and reet serv'd."

"'Took 'e for 'is awn'! Wheer is he, then? Why be you here?" "He'm comin', I tell 'e. He'm a true man, an' he shawed me what 'tis to love." "Bought you, you damned harlot!" She knew the word was vile, but a shred of John Barron's philosophy supported her. "My awnly sin is I've lied to you, faither; an' you've no right to call me evil names." "Never call me faither no more, lewd slut!