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Gentleman's Magazine 1890 part 1 p.531
this time they rapidly improve in condition; with the new
grass their strength returns; they are ever and ceaselessly
nibbling. And now the shepherds are very busy with their
flocks. The ewes are drafted out and quietly driven to the
lowlands. These are distrtibuted among the fields of the
hill farmers, and for a time have better fare. An anxious
time is approaching; but here the lambing season comes fully
two months later than in the lower and cultivated valleys.
Daily attention is paid to the ewes, and about mid-April the
lambs begin to make their appearance. The Black-faced and
Herdwicks are hardy; there is no folding, no extra feeding,
and they come through the critical time in a manner that
would astonish the southern farmer. The mortality is
exceedingly small; the lambs are strong and quickly on their
legs. As soon as the lambing season is over, and the little
strangers are strong enough to bear the journey, the whole
flock is driven back to the fells. Each year the farmer
breeds two varieties of lambs. The Black-faced and Herdwick
ewes produce both, one of which is half-breed the other
pure. The pure portion is to keep the blood of the farm; the
half-breeds, which are heavier and larger lambs, are
intended for sale. At this time the barren ewes are also
drafted from the flock, they too being fatted for the
market.
As the warm days of May pass to those of early June, the
shepherds commence to "gather" their flocks for the washing.
In this they are aided by collies - small wiry creatures,
almost inconceivably intelligent. They in nowise resemble
the sheep-dogs of the show-bench, but are mostly built on
the lines of the hill fox. They can be hounded for miles -
as far as they can see the action of the shepherd directing
them. In fact they are quite knowing enough to work without
his direction; and I have seen them scaling a crag and
carefully bringing a flock of sheep from the rocks and
gullies where not a single thing was apparent to the eye.
"Devil's Dust," "Wily," and "Fleet" were three of the most
intelligent brutes that ever ran. I have spent weeks among
the mists with the lovable trio. When a head-strong Herdwick
gets upon the shelving rocks of the crags, the dogs never
force. They crouch, using the utmost patience, and rather
guide the sheep than drive it. That these dogs become
fascinated in their work there can be no question. It is
clear, too, that the work is difficult, and always more or
less painful; for after a hard day's running upon the fells
their feet are dreadfully cut up by the sharp stones, which
in summer blister the hand if laid upon them. These beds of
flat tinkling stones give out their not unmusical notes as
the men, sheep, and their canine guardians, rush over them.
It is usual on the hill farms, where a great number of sheep
are kept,
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