"A hat I will buy, as a steeple high,
An' the neighbors will stare an' talk.
XV.
"Heyday! I will buy me a brave gold chain,
An' a waistcoat o' satin fine,
A ruff o' lace, an' a pony an' chaise,
An' a bottle o' red old wine!"
XVI.
But his brother looked up in the blue spring
sky,