But even in our village at home there is no quiet now.

Some are one way, some t'other.

There are the Church folk, and the meeting-house folk, and it is as much as they can do to keep themselves from going at each other's throats.

I hear so much about it that my brain gets stupid with it all, and I hate Parliament and king worse than the schoolmaster who used to whack me for never knowing the difference between one letter and another." "But you can read and write, I suppose ?" Jacob said; "or you would be of little use as an apprentice." "Yes, I can read and write," Roger said; "but I cannot say that I love these things.

I doubt me that I am not fitter for the plow than for a trade.