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of it the Lacklands regale themselves with 

 thoughts of crisp radishes, and the mammoth 

 purple fruit of the egg-plants. The seeds are 

 all put in — early cabbage, cauliflower, peppers, 

 radishes— under the same frame by the judi- 

 cious O'Donohue. The cabbages and the rad- 

 ishes come forward with a jump. Their ex- 

 pedition forms a pleasant theme for the physi- 

 ological meditation of Lackland. He is de- 

 lighted with the stable manure, with the cab- 

 bage seed, and with the O'Donohue. He is 

 inclined to think disrespectfully of the seed of 

 peppers and of egg-plants in the comparison. 

 But the bland O'Donohue says, *'We must give 

 'em a little more hate." 



And after some three or four days, Lack- 

 land is stupefied, on one of his visits to his hot 

 bed, to find all his fine radishes and cabbages 

 fairly wilted away; there is nothing left of 

 them but a few sun-blackened stumps; the 

 peppers and egg-plants show no signs of ger- 

 mination, 



"What does all this mean?" says Lackland; 

 "the cabbages are dead, Patrick." 



"Yis, sir— it 's the hate, sir. The sun is very 

 strong here, sir ; we must give 'em a little more 

 air, sir." 



And they get the air— get the air (by a little 



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