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Hiram slept with Henry that night, and Henry agreed to show the visitor over the Atterson place the next day. "I know every stick and stone of it as well as I do ourn," declared Henry. "And Dad won't mind my taking time now. Later Whew! I tell you, we hafter just git up an' dust to make a crop. Not much chance for fun after a week or two until the corn's laid by."
Despite Hiram Strong's warning to his employer when they started work on the old Atterson Eighty, that she must expect no profit for this season's, work, the Christmas-tide, when they settled their accounts for the year, proved the young fellow to have been a bad prophet. "Why, Hiram, after I pay you this hundred dollars, I shall have a little money left I shall indeed.
Pepper was no more to be trusted than a serpent. Therefore, he did not take a word that the man said on trust. He recovered from the shock which the statement of the real estate man had caused, and he uttered no expression of either surprise, or trouble. Mrs. Atterson he could see was vastly disturbed by the statement; but somebody had to keep a cool bead in this matter.
"Well, who'd I get to do the outside work put in crops, and 'tend 'em, and look out for that old horse?" Hiram almost choked. This opportunity should not get past him if he could help it! "Let me do it, Mrs. Atterson. Give me a chance to show you what I can do," he cried. "Let me run the farm for you!" "Why why do you suppose that it could be made to pay us, Hi?" demanded his landlady, in wonder.
"I have several farms that are paying me good incomes; but good farm-managers are hard to get. I wanted to train one a young man. I ran against a promising lad before you came to the Atterson place; but I lost track of him. "Had you been willing to leave Mrs. Atterson and come to me," continued Mr.
Atterson had fumbled for her spectacles and now put them on to survey the boy's earnest face. "Do you mean to say you can run a farm, Hi Strong?" she asked. "I do," and he smiled confidently at her. "And make it pay?" "Perhaps not much profit the first season; but if the farm is fertile, and the marketing conditions are right, I know I can make it pay us both in two years."
Atterson, after all, had been bargaining all her life and could see the "main chance" as quickly as the next one. She had not bickered with hucksters, chivvied grocerymen, fought battles royal with butchers, and endured the existence of a Red Indian amidst allied foes for two decades without having her wits ground to a razor edge.
"What do you mean?" cried Hiram, suddenly waking to the significance of the old lady's chatter. "Do you mean he willed you these things?" "Of course," she returned, smoothing down her best black skirt. "They go with the house and outbuildings `all the chattels and appurtenances thereto', the will read." "Why, Mrs. Atterson!" gasped Hiram. "He must have left you the farm."
Camp did very well at the unaccustomed task. "I don't know, Hi," said Mrs. Atterson, despondently, "that it's worth while your trying to sell any of the truck, if we're going to leave here so soon." "We haven't left yet," he returned, trying to speak cheerfully. "And you might as well get every penny back that you can.
Atterson to her contract. She could not help the situation that had now arisen. His Spring's work had gone for nothing. Sixteen hundred dollars, even in cash, would not be any great sum for the old lady. And she had burdened herself with the support of Sister and with Old Lem Camp, too! "Surely, I can't be a burden on her. I'll have to hustle around and find another job. I wonder if Mr.
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