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After Clinton had finished his duck-house, he noticed that the water / was getting quite low in the brook. It was the month of August, and the / season had been very hot and dry, so that the springs in the hills, / which fed the brook, had almost given out. While he was thinking what / his ducks would do for water if the brook should dry entirely up, it / occurred to him that he might make a little pond, to be filled from the / brook, which would afford a good place for his ducks to swim, and might / also prolong the supply of water. Having obtained his father's consent, / he set about the job at once. He was busily at work, digging out the / peat or mud for this pond, one warm afternoon, when he happened to look / up and saw two boys by the side of him. As their eyes met, one of them / exclaimed,-
"An' faith, Patrick, what are ye after doin' now? Is it for goold ye / are diggin', sure? or are ye goin' to make a river of the brook? Why / don't ye spake, ye bogtrotter, hey?"