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WE FIELD WOMEN.

How it rained "When we worked at Flintcomb-Ash, And could not stand upon the hill Trimming swedes for the slicing mill. The wet washed through us—plash, plash, plash :

How it rained I

How it snowed When we crossed from Flintcomb-Ash To the Great Barn for drawing reed. Since we could nowise chop a swede.— Flakes in each doorway and casement-sash: How it snowed I

How it shone When we went from Flintcomb-Ash To start at dairywork once more In the laughing meads, with cows threescore, And pails, and songs, and love—too rash : How it shone I

—Thomas Hardy.

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Otago Witness, Issue 3994, 30 September 1930, Page 68

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WE FIELD WOMEN. Otago Witness, Issue 3994, 30 September 1930, Page 68

WE FIELD WOMEN. Otago Witness, Issue 3994, 30 September 1930, Page 68