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Chapter 4 SKIMPING'S FARM.

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llow of no modification-his resolution was to accept it all entirel

er, which, about two miles lower down, blends with the Avon, being, in fact, a creek out of Shinglebay. Beneath the house the stream is clear and rocky, but then comes a flat of s

fisherfolk at Quay Trevor; and then the coast sweeps

only divided by a low stone wall from the little strip of flower-garden before the house, which in those days had

was comprised in one big room, a "keeping-room," as it was called, with an open chimney, screened by a settle, and with a long polished table, with a bench on either side. Into this room the fr

room, made the larger by a grand oriel window under the gable, one opening out of it, and four more over t

r a round sum; and the Chancery people told us that we might take anything for ourselves from hom

change; but old Blake, who was retiring into a public house, as he could do nothing else for us, suggested his youngest sister, who became the comfort of my life, for she was the widow of a small farmer, and could give me plenty of sound counsel as to how much pork to provide for the labourers, and how much small beer would keep t

one creature who did enjoy

ne family at the new Trevorsham. Fulk went through it all in a grave set way, as if he knew he never should be happy again, and accepted ever

eman farmer, as he said; but though he only wore broadcloth in the evening and

using the farmers for not living with their labourers in the house, and Fulk was determined to try it, at least the first year, either for the sake of consistency, or because he was resolved to keep our expenses as low as possible

ng that, and the whole household dined and supped together. Breakfast was at such uncertain times that we left that for the back kitchen, and had our own little round table by the fire, or in the parlour, at half-past seven; and so we took care to have a good cup of coffee for Fulk when he came in about

mp and puffing like porpoises; and they came in with shining faces and lank hair in wet rats' tails,

silent that I believe the restraint was compensated by the honour; and it did civilis

opinions that elicited amusement in spite of ourselves: as when she asked, what sheep did with their other two legs, or suggested growing canary seed, as sure to be a profita

w every bird and beast on the farm, fed the chickens, collected the eggs, nursed tender chicks or orphan lambs and weaning calves, and was in and out with the dogs all day, really as happy

over all we had lost; but Fulk said, "I suppose it

ress, and said he was nearly safe from any more attacks of that fearful water on the brain till he was six or seven years old, and that, till that time, we must let him be as much as possi

s, even though it sho

ears old, and was very

r or with me, though I do believe he liked Ben-the great, rough, hind-better than anyone else; would lead Mrs. Rowe long dances after him, to see him milk the cows, and would hold forth to him at dinner, in a way as diverting to us as it was embarrassing to

ves, and that they watched him with a certain contemptuous

or if he had not had the agency salary to help him through the y

marshes, and twice following showed up the prize ox at the county show, that they began to believe in

pride and stiffness. They were kinder than we deserved, but we thought

ffness itself; and then I wrote a set of cards (Miss Torwood and Miss Jaquetta Torwood), and drove round in the queer old-fashioned gig to leave them, and there was an end of it; for I would accept no invitations, though Jaquetta looked at me wistfully. And thus I daunted all but old Miss Pr

ounty Chronicle once a week; no new books, for Mudie did not exist then, even if we could have afforded it. We had dropped out of the guinea country book club, and Knight's "Penny Magazine" was our only fresh literature. However, Jaquetta never was much of a reader, and was full of business-queen of the poultry, and running after th

but I had to keep a volume of Shakespeare, Scott, or Wordsworth open before me, and learn it by heart, t

We were a mile from church, and when we got to the worm-eaten farm pew there was a smell, as Jaquey said, as if generations o

y-indeed, after the "Penny Magazine" had made us acquainted with the Nibelung, Jaqu

he latter part of the day was spent in a visit to all the livestock,

olitary walk, or else sit in the porch with his arms across, in a dumb heavy silence, till he saw us looking

across to the village to see some purchase at the shop, she came back flushed and breathless, and

s said in that voice. Fulk, when we told him, had, it appeared, know

e a harpy, come to watch our po

ently he said, "Put that out of your head, Ursula,

properly to her," said Jaquetta. "

he neighbourhood with our fa

ghing, and cried, "What a feast they would be! Preserved crabs, I

"You are right, Fulk. No one shall say we ar

bidder, or he would not have suffered it," said Fu

d it in our prid

lancing pity. She was handsome, and everybody raved about her likeness to poor papa and the family portraits; and her Montreal convent had given her manners qu

all that the gentlemen said of her. Her name stood as lady patroness to all the balls and fancy fairs, and archery, that Shinglebay produced; and there was no going to shop there without her barouche coming clattering down the street with the two prancing greys, and poor little Trevor inside, with a lo

ons of his health and intelligence generally eliciting that it was current among Lady Hester's friends that he co

ould come pattering in with a shout of "Ursa, Ursa," and as soon as he saw a lady, would s

have consented to the purchase; but Perrault managed it all, and then, with what he had made out of the case

eturn to Sault St. Pierre, thought it wrong to be

e disgusted with Yankeeisms; but came home, sayi

sts to range in, happy in toil and homely plenty, and a little king to himself, set down in an English villa

wicked as it was wearisome and foolish; and lived like Faithful in "Vanity Fair," solely enduring it for the sake of his wife and son. I suppose he could n

onging of her station, or, perhaps, to watch over us, but trudged two miles every Sunday to the meeting-house at

n the depths of her heart, it was swallowed up in vexation and provocation; and no wonder, for the verdict of society, as Miss Prior repo

blime in passive endurance, and used to make opportunities of

not let into her house. As to Perrault, he loathed and shrank from him as the real destroyer of all

press of work, or to show how a thing ought to be done, he put his own hand

e who taught him so much as Joel Lea,

istence had come upon him; and Trevor Lea was really a very nice little boy. He was only half a year the elder; and they were so much alike that stra

ur Ally's was not real naughtiness-only the consequence of our not being able to keep up discipline,

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