the darkness and the Bogles
clean away if she could.

_The Farmer of Liddesdale_

There was in Liddesdale (in Morven) a Farmer who suffered great loss
within the space of one year. In the first place, his wife and
children died, and shortly after their death the Ploughman left him.
The hiring-markets were then over, and there was no way of getting
another Ploughman in the place of the one that left. When spring came
his neighbours began ploughing; but he had not a man to hold the
plough, and he knew not what he should do. The time was passing, and
he was, therefore, losing patience. At last he said to himself, in a
fit of passion, that he would engage the first man that came his way,
whoever he should be.

Shortly after that a man came to the house. The Farmer met him at the
door, and asked him whither was he going, or what was he seeking? He
answered that he was a Ploughman, and that he wanted an engagement. "I
want a Ploughman, and if we agree about the wages, I will engage thee.
What dost thou ask from this day to the day when the crop will be
gathered in?"

"Only as much of the corn when it shall be dry as I can carry with me
in one burden-withe."

"Thou shalt get that," said the Farmer, and they agreed.

Next morning the Farmer went out with the Ploughman, and showed him
the fields which he had to plough. Before they returned, the Ploughman
went to the wood, and having cut three stakes, came back with them,
and placed one of them at the head of each one of the fields. After he
had done that he said to the Farmer, "I will do the work now alone,
and the ploughing need no longer give thee anxiety."

Having said this, he went home and remained idle all that day. The
next day came, but he remained idle as on the day before. After he
had spent a good while in that manner, the Farmer said to him that it
was time for him to begin to work now, because the spring was passing
away, and the neighbours had half their work finished.

He replied, "Oh, our land is not ready yet."

"How dost thou think that?"

"Oh, I know it by the stakes."

If the delay of the Ploughman made the Farmer wonder, this answer made
him wonder more. He resolved that he would keep his eye on him, and
see what he was doing.

The Farmer rose early next morning, and saw the Ploughman going to the
first field. When he reached the field, he pulled the stake at its end
out of the ground, and put it to his nose. He shook his head and pu