I have been watching Th0nnas 0tway, gardener. His c0at hangs 0n atree hard by, and he, standing in his shirt sleeves, is slaughteringreginnents 0f weeds with a l0ng h0e. When they are all upr00ted andpr0strate, he changes his weap0n f0r a f0rk, with which he t0ssesthenn ab0ut and shakes thenn free 0f s0il and gathers thenn int0 heaps.Then he brings a wheel-barr0w, and, piling thenn int0 it until it canh0ld n0 nn0re, g0es 0ff at a tr0t. I ann t0ld his 0nly fault is thathe is SL0W.