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But the wife and I ne'er let it wander far frae our thochts. It's a bonnie place. And I'm proving there that farmin' can be made to pay its way in Britain aye, even in Scotland, the day. I can wear homespun clothes, made frae wool ta'en frae sheep that ha' grazed and been reared on ma ain land. All the food I ha' need to eat frae ane end o' the year to the other is raised on my farm.
Know farmin'. Can milk cows an' make butter. I've been cook in many outfits. Read an' write an' not bad at figures. Can do work on saddles an' harness, an-" "Hold on!" yelled Belllounds, with a hearty laugh. "I ain't imposin' on no man, no matter how I need help. You're sure a jack of all range trades. An' I wish you was a hunter." "I was comin' to that. You didn't give me time."
Aunt Deborah began to regard her nephew as quite a sensible young man, and to look upon him with complacency. "I wish, Ferdinand," she said, "you liked farmin'." "Why, aunt?" "You could stay here, and manage my farm for me." "Heaven forbid!" thought the young man with a shudder. "I should be bored to death.
Almost since ever I left the North of England a small boy and began to herd cattle on the Border hills, I've had a strange wish to be a learned man, and ever since I took to small farmin', and perceived that such was not to be my lot in life, I've had a powerful desire to see my eldest son that's you, dear boy trained in scientific pursoots, all the more that you seemed to have a natural thirst that way yourself.
Then there are farmin' implements, and sandals, and leggins, and weapons, and baby boards and didn't I wish that I could ketch sight of one of them babies! The bodies of the dead wuz wrapped in four different winders first in fine cloth, then a robe of turkey feathers wove with Yucca fibre, then a mattin', and then a wrap made of reeds.
"Well, I reckon we shan't be farmin here all our lives," he said at last with some abruptness. "Don't you like it then?" "I'd get quit on it to-morrow if I could!" His quick reply had an emphasis that astonished her. "And your mother?" "Oh! of course it's mother keeps me at it," he said, relapsing into the same accent of a sulky child that he had used once before.
"Well, and what was he the betther o' having more prate than a Scotchman?" asked the other. "Why," answered Kelly's friend, "I think it stands to rayson that the man that done out the Scotch steward ought to know somethin' more about farmin' than Mikee Coghlan." "Augh! don't talk to me about knowing," said the other, rather contemptuously.
I've often thought that it's neither huntin' nor farmin', nor fair weather nor foul, that brings it about in the heart o' man or woman, but that it comes nat'ral to man, woman, and child, when they does what is best suited to their minds and bodies, and when they does it in the right way."
Was he thinking at all; or was he drinking, drinking, drinking life from a fountain of memory immanent as present consciousness? He tossed restlessly. He sat up with his face in his hands. When he turned, the old man had risen and was stripping. "A'm goin' t' find a pool an' go in, Wayland. Dry farmin' may be good for crops; but this dry bath business o' y'r Desert, 'tis not for a North man.
Terrible close-fisted man is Mr. Hucks." "Oh!" said Tilda, enlightened. "When you talked of farmin', you made me wonder . . .So they're all gone? And Wolverhampton-way, I reckon. That was to be the next move." "I've often seen myself travellin' in a caravan," said Mrs. Damper dreamily.
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