[{"node":{"title":"Hanna212","Collections":"Part Three","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna212","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"School, Frank","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna212","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Hanna212_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff205\n\nChapter Three\n\nThe apparent indifference of Sarah and Hamilton\nto Andrew's deafness, and the scant regard they gave\nto Mr Harriot's advice, arose from neither indifference\nnor miserliness. Sarah had voiced the real reason\nwhen she told the schoolmaster that it was high time\nthat Andrew left school and started his life work on\nthe farm, a man can till and scatter the seed and reap\neven though his ears are dulled. Wasn't Frank with\nhis twisted body and slow stumbling step a greater man\nnow, than any creature who could only win a few rags\nfrom his tiny fields to cover his ox-like body?\n\nThe original farm of Hathard had spread in a series\nof swift outrushs. By judicious purchases, several\nsmall neighbouring farms had been absorbed, and the\nEchlin property had moved forward and spread out like\na pool that overflows and gathers at some small impediment,\nonly waiting to gather strength and flood into another\nlittle man's few acres. When Sarah went out in those\ngrey unwakened mornings, scratching herself and yawning,\nthere was nothing she loved better than to isolate\nthose fields, trees, loanens and roofs that had passed\ninto the hands of her and her men. When she had released\nthe fowl, she would lean on the eave of the henhouse,\nindifferent to the river of eager feathered creatures\nthat swirled past her ankles, and con the familiar\nfields again. \"All ours - all ours!\" Ah, there were\nstrong men and women wanted now in Rathard!\n\nStrong men and women. Not men with twisted backs....\nBut that had solved something too. Something of great\nimportance. Frank was slipping further and further back\n","Type":"Text"}}]