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Wessex Tales

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Chapter 1 A LORN MILKMAID

Word Count: 804    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

s yet but early April, the feed lay entirely in water-meadows, and the cows were 'in full pail.' The hour was about six in the evenin

o-morrow, I hear. They've com

alled Cherry, but the speaker was a milking-woman, whos

y seen her?'

enough,' she added; and as the milkmaid spoke she turned her face so that she could glance past her cow's t

tinued the second, with also a glance

o you call

ty or

' and with the brim of his hat tied down, so that he looked like a woman. ''A was born

us about Farmer Lodge's age, or Farmer Lodge's new mis'ess? I shall have to pay him nine pound a year for the rent of every one of these milchers, whatever his age or hers. Get

the first woman murmured under her cow to her next neighbour, '

d. 'He ha'n't spoke to

, set upright in the earth, and resembling a colossal antlered horn. The majority then dispersed in various directions homewa

ve the water-meads, and not far from the border of Egdon Heath, whose dar

wife home from Anglebury to-morrow,' the woman observed. 'I shall want to s

d the boy. 'Is fat

a look, and tell me what's s

, mo

oman who has ever worked for a living, or one that has been always well off, and

es

which had been washed by many rains into channels and depressions that left none of the original flat fac

l the turves flamed. The radiance lit her pale cheek, and made her dark eyes, that had once been handsome, seem handsome anew. 'Yes,' she resumed, 'see if she

is mother not observing that he was cutting a notc

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