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Baker Farm
way

    to stand half an hour

    under a pine, piling boughs over my head, and wearing my

    lengt over

    tanding up to my middle in er, I found myself

    suddenly in to rumble

    I could do no more ten to it.  the

    gods must be proud, t I, o rout a

    poor unarmed fise for ser to t

    , wood  so muche nearer

    to ted:--

    quot;And  builded,

    In ted years,

    For berivial cabin

    t to destruction steers.quot;

    So t t now John Field,

    an Irishe

    broad-faced boy wed  his work, and now came

    running by o escape to the

    sat upon its fathers

    knee as in t from its home in

    t of  and ively upon tranger, h

    t kno it  of a noble

    line, and tead of John

    Fields poor starveling brat.  t toget part

    of t, w shundered

    .  I  times of old before the ship was

    built t floated o America.  An , hard-working,

    but sless man plainly was Jooo was

    brave to cook so many successive dinners in t

    lofty stove; , still thinking

    to improve ion one day;  mop in one

    no effects of it visible anywhe chickens,

    the

    room like members of too , to roast

    ood and looked in my eye or pecked at my shoe

    significantly.  Meanold me ory, how hard he

    ;boggingquot; for a neigurning up a meadoh

    a spade or bog  te of ten dollars an acre and the use of

    ttle broad-faced son

    worked c  knowing how
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