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"When I came here," he said, speaking rapidly, and as if he were speaking to himself, "the place was well enough; there was nothing but those wretched cottages facing the sea, the green, and a few cottages about it; but since those villas have been put up, Southwick has become unbearable. All my troubles," he murmured, "originated in the Southdown Road."
If you don't slaughter a calf till it's grown into a cow why, you're not likely to get anything but beef." "They say the English cannot cook, in spite of the excellence of their prime materials." "I think the prime materials are at fault. They sacrifice everything to size. It's barbaric. Those greasy Southdown sheep!
"Hi there, it's for you," shouts the leader, and thrusts his hands deep in the wool of one of the ewes. "Come up here, you Southdown with the bare belly," says the man in the wagon. "That's my old game wrastling," the leader remarks, struggling with the next ewe. "Stiddy, stiddy, now I got you, up with you dang you!" "That's the idee," says the man in the wagon.
I have before mentioned that I was a member of, or rather an annual subscriber to, what is called the Bath and West of England Agricultural Society; and, as a farmer, possessing, perhaps, the very best and largest stock of Southdown sheep, having my extensive farms cultivated under my own eye in such a manner, as to be more like a garden than like a large arable farm, that farm, of course, producing its produce in the market at all times of a superior quality; I had been often asked, why I did not exhibit some of my stock, and claim some of the numerous prizes for good husbandry, which were annually given by the society?
A Frenchman might think that "we return to our muttons" frequently; still, as that viand suggests at least the famous English Southdown in excellence, we are resigned.
"She feeds the mice, she won't let them be destroyed, she lets the traps down at night." "Don't let us go into the animal question. The constant smell of dogs is unpleasant, but I could put up with it what I can't stand are her acquaintances in the Southdown Road, and when I think that we should not have known any of them if it hadn't been for her!
"His morals are bad," said little Lord Southdown to his sister, who meekly expostulated, having heard terrific legends from her mamma with respect to the doings at Gaunt House; "but hang it, he's got the best dry Sillery in Europe!" And as for Sir Pitt Crawley, Bart. Sir Pitt that pattern of decorum, Sir Pitt who had led off at missionary meetings he never for one moment thought of not going too.
"Old ass!" he muttered; "his chop whiskers look like the chops of a Southdown ram and he's got the wits of one. Look here, Stephen, I hear you fell into no end of a scrape in town " "Tu quoque, Blinky? Oh, read the newspapers and let it go at that!" "Just as you like old chap!" returned his lordship unabashed. "All I meant was anything Voucher and I can do of course " "You're very good.
"Shall I write to your brother or will you?" asked Lady Jane of her husband, Sir Pitt. "I will write, of course," Sir Pitt said, "and invite him to the funeral: it will be but becoming." "And and Mrs. Rawdon," said Lady Jane timidly. "Jane!" said Lady Southdown, "how can you think of such a thing?" "Mrs. Rawdon must of course be asked," said Sir Pitt, resolutely.
Then came another wagon with the bee hives, and following this the small flock of Southdown sheep, looked after by a fine collie dog, and last of all came Joe Williams in his new auto, smiling like the king he felt himself to be.
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