[Erema by R. D. Blackmore]@TWC D-Link bookErema CHAPTER XXXV 4/19
A nicer gravelly bit of ground there couldn't be in all the county; and if no chance of him occupying it, I can drive down a peg with your mark, miss." "Thank you," I answered; "you are certainly most kind; but, Mr.Rigg, I would rather wait a little.
I have had a very troublesome life thus far, and nothing to bind me to it much; but still I would rather not have my peg driven down just--just at present." "Ah, you be like all the young folk that think the tree for their coffins ain't come to the size of this spade handle yet.
Lord bless you for not knowing what He hath in hand! Now this one you see me a-raising of the turf for, stood as upright as you do, a fortnight back, and as good about the chest and shoulders, and three times the color in her cheeks, and her eyes a'most as bright as yourn be.
Not aristocratic, you must understand me, miss, being only the miller's daughter, nor instructed to throw her voice the same as you do, which is better than gallery music; but setting these haxidents to one side, a farmer would have said she was more preferable, because more come-at-able, though not in my opinion to be compared--excuse me for making so free, miss, but when it comes to death we has a kind of right to do it--and many a young farmer, coming to the mill, was disturbed in his heart about her, and far and wide she was known, being proud, as the Beauty of the Moonshine, from the name of our little river.
She used to call me 'Jacob Diggs,' because of my porochial office, with a meaning of a joke on my parenshal name.
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