There were two or three men mowing a meadow for a man. It would be about three miles away from here and it was away back in the time of the scythe mowing. These men came across a weasel’s nest and she ran away. She must have thought they destroyed her young ones for they watched her go to a can of drink they had in the field and they saw her spit in it. Now a weasel’s spit is poison they say. Anyway she came back to her nest. They were still watching her and she saw they hadn’t interfered with her young, so she went back to the can and she pushed it over and spilled it.

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