Chapter 21 IN THE DRAG OF THE HARROWS

"I see the villain in your face!"

"May it plaze yer worship, that must be a

personal reflection, sure."

-Irish Wit and Humor (Howe).

The "good old days" when the Farmer was a poor sheep without a shepherd, shorn to the pink hide with one tuft of wool left over his eyes-those "good old days" are gone forever. It is some time now since he