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Wy setten froeger krusen oer de wei foar de tsjoensters, dan koenen se der net oerhinne komme.
Tsjoensters woarden noait by 't fé litten. Hwant dan woarden de beesten siik en stoaren se.
Hjir op 'e Lange Loane hâldde froeger in pleachbeest ta. De minsken wienen der bang foar. 't Seach der út as in swarte houn. As men it pleachbeest in stikje roggebrea joech en him dat oer 't linkerskouder hinne tasmiet, die er jin neat. Dan wie 't goed.
De Westereen
In pleachbeest hie in blauwe kleur. It wie in great beest yn 'e gedaente fan in houn. En ik ha wol us heard, dat it hiele greate earen hie, dy't klapten.
Hy fortelde ek: "Ik siet us op 't húske. Doe kom der in hiel great ding by my. Noch greater as in skiep. Ik woarde sa binaud, dat ik doarst hast net yn 'e hûs. Mar even letter gong 't ek wer fuort."
