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Now as soon as he began to love a little, and felt sure in his own heart that Farmer Brown's boy loved him a little, he found that love and love make more love, and it wasn't any time at all before he had become very fond of Farmer Brown's boy, so fond of him that he was almost jealous of Tommy Tit, who had been a friend of Farmer Brown's boy for a long time.

Doubtless he was home-sick, for a month or two before the end of the year he asked his master to look out for another shepherd. This was a great disappointment to the farmer: he had gone a distance from home to secure a good shepherd, and had hoped to keep him permanently, and now after a single year he was going to lose him. What did the shepherd want?

Everybody seemed to be talking at once. And the small boys were everywhere, chasing one another about and getting in everyone's way. Then all was quiet for a few minutes while Farmer Green said something to the men. And as soon as he had stopped talking some of the men began to lift a sort of framework of wood into the air.

I wouldn't want to go to Winnipeg if I had only somebody to keep me company." He turned towards her suddenly with decision in his face, and Sally lowered her eyes. "Don't you think you could get anybody if you tried?" she asked. "The trouble," said Hawtrey gravely, "is that I have so little to offer them. It's a poor place, and I'm almost afraid, Sally, that I'm rather a poor farmer.

If they drained, they only drained one field; the entire farm was never by any possibility finished straight off. If the farmer had two new light carts of approved construction, he was sure to have three old rumbling waggons, in drawing which there was a great waste of power. Why not have all light carts? There was no uniformity.

"I I could cut it, if I had one of those cutter-things, the telephone man had," said Freddie, in his clear, high voice. "Hush, Freddie dear," said his mother. "Leave it to papa." Mr. Bobbsey was silent a moment, and then he went on: "And so you strung that fence in the night, and won't let my houseboat pass, just because I stopped you from beating that boy?" "That's it," the mean farmer said.

This presumption is reinforced by an advertisement which Mercer published in 1767: "Wanted soon, ... a farmer who will undertake the management of about 80 slaves, all settled within six miles of each other, to be employed in making of grain."

The king, who had a much better understanding, dismissing his learned men, sent for the farmer, who, by good fortune, was not yet gone out of town; having therefore first examined him privately, and then confronted him with me and the young girl, his majesty began to think that what we had told him might possibly be true.

Don't they think the railroad discriminates against them and ain't they right about it? I never saw a farmer yet that wouldn't grab a chance to get even with a railroad." "That's about right, in this part of the country, anyway." "You get up a regular circus poster saying what you think of the G. & M., and call on the farmers to hitch up and drive to your lumber yard.

"I'm saaving a few pounds for that young dog, and I believe in you. I'll be two hundred, and that means " "Twice as much land," said the squire, holding out his hand. "Spoken like a man, Master Tallington; and if the draining fails, which it can't do, I'll pay you two hundred myself." "Nay, thou weant," said Farmer Tallington stoutly.