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6o<br />
MOONFOLK.<br />
her. But just as the forlorn young woman set down her<br />
stool and pail, a dreadfully ragged man jumped out from<br />
behind the barn-door, and running to the young woman,<br />
took her round the waist, and kissed her very heartily.<br />
"Well,<br />
I declare!" exclaimed<br />
Mr. Jack ;<br />
" if that<br />
isn't<br />
Bobby Shaftoe got<br />
home from sea, and come<br />
straight after Dowsabella.<br />
"Well, I hope she'll cheer up<br />
a bit now,<br />
for a forlorner<br />
creature than she's been, ever<br />
since he sailed, you never<br />
PRETTY BOBBY. saw. Why, she'd go round<br />
the house all day long, with the tears running down her<br />
face, singing:<br />
'<br />
Bobby Sliaftoe's gone to sea,<br />
Silver buckles at his knee ;<br />
He'll come home and marrv me :<br />
Pretty Bobby Shaftoe.'<br />
But then nobody thought<br />
he ever would come home<br />
and marry her, and she grew more and more forlorn<br />
every day. The silver buckles seem to have gone,<br />
though, and Bobby looks as if the world had treated<br />
him pretty badly. Shouldn't wonder but that's the reason<br />
he's remembered Dowsabella.<br />
Well, well, come into the<br />
house, won't you, Chimney-Elf."<br />
But the Chimney-Elf politely declined, and Farmer