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Her cows were , perhaps , her prime favourites . Not that she would acknowledge them at all equal to `` Fleckie '' or `` Blackie , '' now , probably , the favourites of another mistress on the other side of the sea . But `` Brindle and Spottie were wise-like beasts , with mair sense and discretion than some folk that she could name , '' and many a child in Merleville got less care than she bestowed on them . Morning and night , and , to the surprise of all the farmers ' wives in Merleville , at noon too , when the days were long she milked them with her own hands , and made more and better butter from the two , than even old Mrs Snow , who prided herself on her abilities in these matters , made from any three on her pasture . And when in the fall Mr Snow went to Boston with the produce of his mother 's dairy , and his own farm , a large tub of Janet 's butter went too , for which was to be brought back `` tea worth the drinking , and at a reasonable price , '' and other things besides , which at Merleville and at Merleville prices , could not be easily obtained . The Indian-summer had come again . Its mysterious haze and hush were on all things under the open sky , and within the house all was quiet , too .