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the very existence of this little possession of ours 

 that to lose him seems like losing a piece, and 

 moreover a considerable piece of it. If the pegs 

 and the marking-tapes have been our contribu- 

 tions, all the solid work, the earth turning and 

 delving, the trenching, the grass - sowing, the 

 cutting down of trees, above all the intermin- 

 able pitchfork operations, have been his, and his 

 satellite's. Surely then he has a right to regard 

 himself as its creator? Our good, old, kindly, 

 argumentative Cuttle! The familiar little nooks 

 and corners, cultivated, wild, half wild, will hardly 

 seem so entirely themselves ; hardly so intimately 

 familiar, without your friendly face ! 



