Hills of the Shatemuc by Susan Warner
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"I guess you don't do much but fish, do you? -- there under the mountain?" "Well, you see, I hain't a great deal of ground. You can't run corn _straight_ up a hill, can you? -- without somethin' to stand on?" "Not very well." "There be folks that like that kind o' way o' farming -- but I never did myself." "No, I'll warrant you," said Mr. Landholm, with a little attempt at a laugh. "Well -- you say there's an Academy at Asphodel; then he aint going to -- a -- what do you call it? -- Collegiate Institution?" "No, not just yet; by and by he'll go to College, I expect. -- That's what he wants to do." "And you want it too, I suppose?" "Yes -- I'll do the best I can by my children. I can't do as I would by them all," said the father, with a mixture of pride expressed and pride not expressed, -- "but I'll try to make a man of Will!" "And t'other'll make a man of himself," said Mr. Underhill, as |
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