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think about. And wasn’t it a nice thing to have a
well of your own? Tibby needn’t go any more to
the village pump—which certainly was nearer, but
stood in the street, not in their own ground. Of
course, as yet, she could not draw a bucketful, for
the water hardly came above the stones; but he
would soon get out as many as would make it deep
enough—only, if it was all Sandy could do to get
out the big ones, and that with his help too, how.
was he to manage it alone? There was the
rub!

I must go back a little to explain how he came
to think of a plan.

After Hector and he had gone as far in Dr Dick’s
astronomy as they could understand, they found
they were getting themselves into what seemed
quite a jungle of planets, and suns, and comets,
and constellations.

“Tt seems to me,” said the shoemaker, “that to
understand anything you must understand every-
thing.”

So they laid the book aside for the present ; and
Hector, searching about for another with which to
fill up the remainder of the afternoon, came upon
one in which the mechanical powers were treated
after a simple fashion,

Of this book Willie had now read a good deal.
T cannot say that he had yet come to understand
the mechanical power so thoroughly as to see that