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Some dude ranchers were being 'taught' the art of tracking by an American
Indian and went out with him day after day, learning how to seek the signs
of different animals passing, what wild stuff was good to eat etc. and then
one day he said "today, we go back early. BIG rains come 2pm". The
tourists were terribly impressed, talking animatedly amongst themselves
about the wisdom and ancient knowledge of these people and so forth.
Eventually a tourist said to him "please, tell us, how do you know these
things? Where do you get such wisdom and insight". "Weather forecast on
radio".

Hikers think it feels a bit like lunchtime and see an aged rustic
leaning on a gate, so they ask him the time.

Rustic goes to the hinged post, gets down on his knees and peers under
the gate.

Gets up - "'Alf parst twelve it is, tergither." (he was a Suffolk Rustic)

"Good Lord! Tell me how you do that!"

"Ah well, dew Oi luke undr th' bottom baaaar of this geart, 'bor, Oi dew
see the church clock jist under the branches of that oak oover thaar."

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Rusty
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