first but
his last
fruits
also.
☆、正文 Chapter 8
The
Village
After
hoeing, or
perhaps
reading
and
writing,
in the
forenoon,
I usually
bathed
again in
the pond,
swimming
across one
of its
coves for
a stint,
and washed
the dust
of labor
from my
person, or
smoothed
out the
last
wrinkle
which
study had
made, and
for the
afternoon
was
absolutely
free.
Every day
or two I
strolled
to the
village to
hear some
of the
gossip
which is










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