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Still, while a plain Mrs. or Miss may be anybody to those who don't know her, a dairyman's daughter or a scion of the oldest of families an honourable to your name does at once identify you as occupying a certain position. "It is a very good thing," she said, "in that way; it is a sort of hall-mark, you know." "It is sometimes put on very false metal, Minnie."
"How much longer is he to bide here?" asked Izz Huett, the only one of the gloom-stricken bevy who could trust her voice with the question. The others waited for the dairyman's answer as if their lives hung upon it; Retty, with parted lips, gazing on the tablecloth, Marian with heat added to her redness, Tess throbbing and looking out at the meads.
But though the churchyard was not nearly so far from his homestead as was her shop at Chalk-Newton, he never appeared in the accidental way that lovers use. An explanation was forthcoming in the shape of a letter from her mother, who casually mentioned that Mr. Bartholomew Miller had gone away to the other side of Shottsford-Forum to be married to a thriving dairyman's daughter that he knew there.
"I should never have thought," said she, half timidly, "that you could have guessed it." "I did not guess it," said I, "I knew it; and meet and proper it is that you should read it." "Why so?" said the girl. "Can the daughter of the dairy read a more fitting book than the Dairyman's Daughter?" "Where do you come from?" said the girl.
Shepherd Fennel had married well, his wife being a dairyman's daughter from a vale at a distance, who brought fifty guineas in her pocket and kept them there, till they should be required for ministering to the needs of a coming family. This frugal woman had been somewhat exercised as to the character that should be given to the gathering.
'Well, said he, as we were walking in the square, 'what have you been doing since I last saw you? 'I have been looking about London, said I, 'and I have bought the Dairyman's Daughter; here it is. 'Pray put it up, said the publisher; 'I don't want to look at such trash. Well, do you think you could write anything like it? 'I do not, said I. 'How is that? said the publisher, looking at me.
'Yes, sir, evangelical novels. 'Something in the style of Herder? 'Herder is a drug, sir; nobody cares for Herder thanks to my good friend. Sir, I have in yon drawer a hundred pages about Herder, which I dare not insert in my periodical; it would sink it, sir. No, sir, something in the style of the Dairyman's Daughter. 'I never heard of the work till the present moment.
Nobody knew these dances like him, after all, or could do anything of this sort so well. His performance with the dairyman's daughter so won upon her, that when 'Speed the Plough' was over she contrived to speak to him. 'Nic, you are to dance with me next time. He said he would, and presently asked her in a formal public manner, lifting his hat gallantly.
If all this occurs to a person from looking at her, it would be sudden death or six months illness, to shake hands with her. If she comes to Milwaukee, there is one bald headed man going to the country where they are not so bad. You bet! Geo. W. Peck, of the Sun, recently delivered an address before the Wisconsin State Dairyman's Association.
During the preceding week, therefore, he suggested making a few purchases in the nearest town, and they started together. Clare's life at the dairy had been that of a recluse in respect the world of his own class. For months he had never gone near a town, and, requiring no vehicle, had never kept one, hiring the dairyman's cob or gig if he rode or drove. They went in the gig that day.
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