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Curiosity and the world and such nonsense as love and romance are not for us. Go to bed at once and tie a stocking round your throat that you have not a frog in it tomorrow morning when you sing 'Glory be to God on High. Buen Dias!" Reprinted from Out West by permission. YES. I understand; you are M'siu the Notary, M'siu the Sheriff has told me.
Also, I go by other meadows where other shepherds feed one month with another; but these these are all mine. I go about and come again when the feed is grown. M'siu, it is hard to believe, but it is so Filon finds my meadows one by one.
With that I put my staff behind his foot, so, M'siu, and send him into the water, splash! He come to his feet presently in the pool with the water all in his hair and his eyes, and the stream run strong and dark against his middle. "Hey, you, Raoul, what for you do that?" he say, but also he laugh. "Ah, ha, little man, you have the joke this time."
For he is big that Filon, he is strong; and me, M'siu, I am as God made me. So always, where I go on the range there is Filon; if I think to change my trail, he change also his. If I have good luck, Filon has better. If to him is the misfortune ah you shall hear. One year Gabriel Lausanne tell me that Filon is lose all his lambs in the Santa Ana. You know that Santa Ana, M'siu?
"My goat have won the ford," says he. "Your goat cannot keep what he wins." "But I can," say Filon. Then he look at me with his eyes like like I have told you, M'siu. "Raoul," he say, "you is one little man." With that I remember me all the wrong I have had from this one. "Go you after your goat, Filon Geraud," say I.
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