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Adopting An Abandoned Farm

CHAPTER IX
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It became evident that the entire place must be raised, and at once, to the level of those peacocks.
The house and barn were painted (colonial yellow) without a moment's delay.

An ornamental piazza was added, all the paths were broadened and graveled, and even terraces were dreamed of, as I recalled the terraces where Lord Beaconsfield's peacocks used to sun themselves and display their beauties--Queen Victoria now has a screen made of their feathers.
My expensive pets felt their degradation in spite of my best efforts and determined to sever their connection with such a plebeian place.
Beauty (I ought to have called him Absalom or Alcibiades), as soon as let out of his traveling box, displayed to an admiring crowd a tail so long it might be called a "serial," gave one contemptuous glance at the premises, and departed so rapidly, by running and occasional flights, that three men and a boy were unable to catch up with him for several hours.

Belle was not allowed her liberty, as we saw more trouble ahead.
A large yard, inclosed top and sides with wire netting, at last restrained their roving ambition.

But they were not happy.

Peacocks disdain a "roost" and seek the top of some tall tree; they are also rovers by nature and hate confinement.


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