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and remark that the Weigelia has not borne thus far 

 it is a Chinese shrub, and little understood as yet. 



&quot; Is it possible Chinese ! so far ; it seems to 

 thrive.&quot; And it does. 



And you stroll with him upon the hill ; though 

 you cannot but see that his mind is warping back to 

 4 laryngal affections, or half-of-one-per-cent. off. 



A lucky interruption appears, in the shape of a 

 fine Devon cow. You venture to call his attention to 

 her, and ask if she is not a fine animal ? 



&quot; Admirable ! &quot; and with a kind interest, he asks 

 if she isn t a short-horn ? 



&quot; Not a Short-horn,&quot; you reply ; and in way of 

 apology for his error, remark that she has broken off 

 one of her horns in the fence. 



At which he says, &quot; Ah, I see now ; but re 

 sembles the Short-horns, doesn t she ? &quot; 



&quot; Yes &quot; you return, mildly &quot; a little ; her legs 

 are like ; and I think she carries her tail a good deal 

 in the Short-horn way.&quot; 



At which he is himself again, and is prepared for 

 a new farm venture. It comes presently, as a fine 

 brood of Bremen geese waddle into sight. 



&quot; Muscovies ? &quot; 



&quot; No, not ducks geese Bremen geese, but re 

 semble the Muscovies ; &quot; (as unlike as they are to sea- 

 fowl ; but shall not 2. host keep his guest in good 

 humor ?) 



