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Chapter 8 POMONA ONCE MORE.

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th a crooked straw bonnet on her head, a faded yellow parasol in her hand, a parcel

ly!" she e

uick!" I said. "We

d Euphemia. "Oh! she w

l did not move; she did not even turn her head to look at the dog, who stoppe

y "get out!" or "lie down!" but m

t up here?" g

nt to," sai

ng at Pomona, occasionally glancing up at us

ia, "that if I had come here yesterday,

d Euphemia, who, with myself, was utte

was coming here on the cars. This is it," she continued, unwrapping her paper parcel, and taking from it one of the two b

from it, hanging down and flapping in the breeze, she opened the other volume

ob-le-man stain the path. But no, Lord Edward did not stop nor turn his head. With a smile, he strode stead-i-ly on. Well he knew that if by be-traying no em-otion, he could show the dog that he was walking where h

n," mutter-ed

dog coming, and I didn't betray any emotion. Yesterday, now, when I didn't know it, I'd 'a be

; and she hastily ex

dog she took him boldly by the collar and pulled him toward the shed. The anim

come down,"

ground, and Pomona persuade

e by the leg?"

," said Pomona, and

e house with us and as

hey came and took the book away. Then I left there and went to live out, but the woman was awful mean. She throwed away one of my books and I was only half through it. It was a

Euphemia. "What did

b the galleries, and then I told him that I didn't want none of his lip, and I pretty soon left that place. I heard you was akeepin' house out here, and so I thought I'd come along and see you, and if you hadn't no girl I'd like to live with you again, and I guess you

the kind. If you had seen him you would have known bett

replied

om the circulating library to which she subscribed, hoping thereby to be able to exercise some influence on her taste. And thus part of the old family of Rudder Grange had come t

xious to have an Alderney,-they were such gentle, beautiful creatures,-but I could not afford such a luxury. I might possibly compass an Alder

ive here, and that he was to take care of her and never bark at her. All this and much more, delivered in the earnest and confidential tone in which ladies talk to infants and dumb animals, made the dog think that he was to be let loose to kill the cow, and he bounded and leaped with delight, tugging at his chain so violently that Euphemia became

h things, having been on a farm in her first youth, was to be the milkmaid. But when she bega

queer cow,"

know how to milk?" as

hy, of course, ma'am. I've se

milked, yoursel

I know just

in despair, and leave the poor cow until morning, when Pomona was to go for a

ndow at the barn which contained the cow, and was astonis

" And, taking my revolver, I hurried down-stairs and out-of-doors, forgetting my hat in my

I went out, but to my su

, for a moment, I wished that I was

proaching with a lantern and a dog. It was

it took me all night. I didn't go to bed at all, and I've been at the barn fur an hour. And there a

stance to show what kind of

e farm, and, among other things, Euphemia would take charge of the chickens. She wished to do this entirely herself, so that there might be one thing that should be all her own, just as my work in town was all my own. As she wished to buy the chickens and defray

house on the place, but no yard, and Euphemia intended to have a g

the place," she said, and I

and common fowls. The first, because they laid so many eggs; the second, because

third classes," she said, "and set the eggs of th

will always be childless; the second class will have nothing to do with their offspri

d made some coops and other necessary arrangements, Euphemia hired a carriage and went about the

her three classes. She was very proud of her purchases, and indeed they were fine fowls. In the evening I mad

lf die, that will make five chickens for each hen; you see, I leave a large margin for loss. This makes fifty chickens, and when we add the ten hens, we have sixty fowls at the end of the first year. Next year I set these sixty and they bring up five chickens each,-I am sure there will be a larger proportion than this, but I want to be safe,-and that is three hundred chickens; add the hens, and we have three hundred and sixty at the end of the second year. In the third year, calculating in the sa

an. I hate, my dear, to interfere in any way with such a splendi

is to come out of the chickens supposed to die. They won't die. It is ridiculous to suppose that each hen will bring

are only going to set common hens, and you do not intend to raise any. Now, are those four hens to do a

coloring a little. "I'll tell you what I'll

You have calculated that every one of the

minute to th

one-half of all the chickens are roosters, and that will make the profits t

" I cried. "This Ru

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