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“Upon my soul, but this William’s a fine fellow!” exclaimed the forester as he returned home with his comrade from the chace: “Who the deuce would ever have looked for such a good shot in the flourisher of a crow-quill? Well: to-morrow I shall speak with the bailiff myself: for it would be a sad pity if he were not to pursue the noble profession of hunting. Why, he’ll make a second Kuno. You know who Kuno was, I suppose?” said he turning to William.
William acknowledged that he did not.
“Not know who Kuno was! bless my soul! to think that I should never have told you that? Why Kuno, you’re to understand, was my great grand-father’s father; and was the very first man that ever occupied and cultivated this farm. He began the world no better, I’ll assure you, than a poor riding boy; and live servant with the young knight of Wippach. Ah! the knight liked him well, and took him
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