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`` So eef somebodey no bay gote , '' he added , with a threatening note in his voice , _ `` ay make hame _ . '' Then he sank to his seat again , having for the second time in that school-room saved her from bitter humiliation . The next morning the school-house withstood its last throe . At ten o'clock , in the midst of a reading-lesson , there entered the young Pole 's father . His ox-gad was in his hand ; he did not remove his hat , but strode forward to the teacher 's desk , sputtering broken English . When he came near , he shook his empty fist so close to the little girl that she caught the scent of hay on it , for he had been throwing down feed to his cattle . `` No touch my flesh unt blut , '' he cried savagely ; `` no touch my flesh unt blut . ''