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`` I guess old ` Spotty ' knows enough to come home when she gets ready , Child ! '' she answered . `` She 's been kept that close all winter , the snow bein ' so deep , I do n't wonder she wants to roam a bit now she can git ` round . Land sakes , I wish ' t _ I _ could roam a bit , ` stead er sittin ' , sittin ' , an ' knittin ' , knittin ' , mornin ' , noon an ' night , all along of these ` ere useless old legs of mine ! '' `` Poor Granny ! '' murmured the girl , softly , tears coming into her eyes . `` I wish ' t we could get ` round , the two of us , in these sweet-smellin ' spring woods , an ' get the first Mayflowers together !