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On a green plot at the other end of the building greo or three large, wide-spreading el the threeside by side, and exactly alike to a hair's-breadth, the grain of the wood and joints of the boards being visible through the thin paint depicting their for doards from the rusty nails above

Under the trees now stood a cider-hs were gathered Mr Springrove hirinders and supernueons, and so, whenever the et a sip of the sweet juice issuing frorove the elder, the landlord, now more particularly a farmer, and for two months in the year a cider-maker, was an e histhe pos with a ra up more from a tub at his side The shovel shone like silver from the action of the juice, and ever and anon, in itssun and reflected therove had been too young a man when the pristine days of the Three Tranters had departed for ever to have h skin: one whose sturdiness was more the result of external circumstances than of intrinsic nature Too kindly constituted to be very provident, he was yet not imprudent He had a quiet hu with a frequentone of abstraction Like Walt Whitman he felt as his years increased-'I foresee too ht' On the present occasion he wore gaiters and a leathern apron, and worked with his shirt-sleeves rolled up beyond his elbows, disclosing solid and fleshy rather than muscular arms They were stained by the cider, and two or three brown apple-pips fro on theure was that of Richard Crickett, the parish clerk, a kind of Bowdlerized rake, who ate only as much as a woman, and had the rheuroup, brown-faced peasants, wore smock-frocks embroidered on the shoulders with hearts and diairt round their ht wrist