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"The crackling embers glow, / And flakes of hideous smoke the skies defile. " -- _Crabbe._
"There is accommodation for more shearers than we shall need this year," said M'Nab, apologetically, "but it is as well to do the thing thoroughly. Next year I hope we shall have fifty thousand to shear, and if you go in for some back country I don't see why there shouldn't be a hundred thousand sheep on the board before you sell out. That will be a sale worth talking about. Meanwhile, there's nothing like plenty of room in a shed. The wool will be all the better this year even for it."