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"What, andthe country! Lor', what a baby you are, Mars Grant! What is

there to see in that?"

I thought a great deal; and a glorious ride it seeht and under the dark shadows of the trees in the country lanes

Then there was the dawn, and the sun rising, and the bright rassy strands and hedgerows; and I

was so happy and excited that Ike said, with one of his gri out for a holiday 'stead of helping

to load a sand cart"

"It's such a change, Ike," I said

"Change! What sort o' change? Going to use a shovel 'stead of a spade;

and sand's easy to dig but awful heavy Here, get up; are you going to

lie snoring there all day?"

He leaned over me and poked with the butt of the whip handle at Shock,

but that gentlerowled, and so he was left in peace

Just before eight o'clock, after a glorious h a hilly

country, we cae with the houses covered in

with slabs of stone instead of slates or tiles or thatch, and the soft

grey, and the yellow and green lichen and moss seemed to make the place

quaint and wonderfully attractive toabout the beauty of the place, for Ike began to tell n