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And the rustic maidens will gather the shell-pink honeysuckle with their lovers, and the amorous clouds will slumber above the exquisite plough-boy with his primrose locks, as he wanders, whistling, on his way.
"At all events, my red cheeks and my plough-boy appetite would scarcely distress her now," returned Hatty, rather bitterly. "Mr Crossland is coming for me I must go." And while she held my hand, I was amazed to hear a low whisper, in a voice of unutterable longing, "Cary, pray for me!" That horrid Mr Crossland came up and carried her off. Poor dear Hatty! I am sure something is wrong.
She did not see him for a moment, all her attention being engrossed by the sheep which were now wandering up the valley; then suddenly, as if she felt his presence rather than saw it, her dark eyes flashed round upon him and she pulled up the big horse on its haunches with a suddenness which ought to have sent her from the saddle like a stone from a catapult; but she sat back as firm as a rock and gazed at him steadily, with a calmness which fascinated Stafford and kept him staring back at her as if he were the veriest plough-boy.
He had a genius for mathematics a gift which crops up, like music, in the most unexpected corners and from plough-boy and herd he had become an actuary in Auld Reekie. Wilson had no need to be afraid, the meagre fool, for his host could have bought him and sold him.
She hesitated, looking for some way of escape: if she passed them she would see something she always saw something that would send the red blood whirling madly. "Here, you! loafing again, damn you!" She saw the black whip writhe and curl across the shoulders of the plough-boy. The boy crouched and snarled, and again the whip hissed and cracked. Zora stood rigid and gray.
The schoolhouse, being deserted, soon fell to decay, and was reported to be haunted by the ghost of the unfortunate pedagogue; and the plough-boy, loitering homeward of a still summer evening, has often fancied his voice at a distance chanting a melancholy psalm tune among the tranquil solitudes of Sleepy Hollow.
My young superiors never insulted the clouterly appearance of my plough-boy carcase, the two extremes of which were often exposed to all the inclemencies of all the seasons. They would give me stray volumes of books; among them, even then, I could pick up some observations, and one, whose heart, I am sure, not even the "Munny Begum" scenes have tainted, helped me to a little French.
There is not a plough-boy among the minute men who is not honored today with a cordial word or two, or at least a smile, from the magnates who never before have recognized his existence. And proud in her tears, to-day, is the girl who has a sweetheart among the soldiers.
"An elder in the Presbyterian church related to me the following. 'A speculator with his drove of negroes was passing my house, and I bought a little girl, nine or ten years old. After a few months, I concluded that I would rather have a plough-boy. Another speculator was passing, and I sold the girl.
"Well, that is true, Hatty, if nothing else is," said Fanny. "I have `horrid glazed red cheeks, and I eat like a plough-boy; and I don't take castor oil. Castor oil is evidently one of the Christian graces." "How can you be so ridiculous!" said Sophy. "See, you have made the poor child cry." "With passion, my dear, which is a very wicked thing, as I am sure my Aunt Kezia would tell her.
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