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Prairie Folks

PART IV
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Arriving there, she cuffed the children right and left with, all her remaining strength, saying in justification: "My soul! can't you--you young 'uns give me a minute's peace?
Land knows, I'm almost gone up; washin', an' milkin' six cows, and tendin' you, and cookin' f'r _him_, ought 'o be enough f'r one day! Sadie, you let him drink now 'r I'll slap your head off, you hateful thing! Why can't you behave, when you know I'm jest about dead ?" She was weeping now, with nervous weakness.

"Where's y'r pa ?" she asked after a moment, wiping her eyes with her apron.
One of the group, the one cuffed last, sniffed out, in rage and grief: "He's in the cornfield; where'd ye s'pose he was ?" "Good land! why don't the man work all night?
Sile, you put that dipper in that milk agin, an' I'll whack you till your head'll swim! Sadie, le' go Pet, an' go 'n get them turkeys out of the grass 'fore it gits dark! Bob, you go tell y'r dad if he wants the rest o' them cows milked he's got 'o do it himself.

I jest can't, and what's more, I _won't_," she ended, rebelliously.
Having strained the milk and fed the children, she took some skimmed milk from the cans and started to feed the calves bawling strenuously behind the barn.

The eager and unruly brutes pushed and struggled to get into the pails all at once, and in consequence spilt nearly all of the milk on the ground.

This was the last trial; the woman fell down on the damp grass and moaned and sobbed like a crazed thing.


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