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whatever it was that ailed or choked him, passed 

 away ; and when the address was over that had been 

 charming so long and wisely, he looked slowly up, 

 like a person whose thoughts had been wandering far 

 away, and must be recalled like a lot of stray heifers, 

 before he could put the question 



" Have you farmed extensively, Mr. 



"No, Sir; not exactly at least not myself as 

 yet ; but I've seen a good deal of agriculture ; that is, 

 I've been over some of the most celebrated agricul- 

 tural establishments, that of Mr. Speedwell in Nether- 

 landsliire the Rev. Mr. Forcechalk's Farm on the 

 Highdowns : I've been over Lord Burytile's Drainage- 

 works in North Dampshire, with his Lordship's 

 steward ; and I am familiar with Mr. Mac Scuffler's 

 great concern in Inthemess shire, N.B. I know Mr. 

 Mac Scuffler very well. By the way I presume, Sir, 

 you allow a tenant to take hout ?" 



" I beg your pardon?" 



" You M'ould allow me, I say, to take out a' I'm 

 not much of a sportsman myself, but if a friend 

 should come " 



" A certificate oh ! I understand : You've seen 



the Scotch farming then? did you study long with 

 Mr. Mac Scuffler?" 



