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Early cabbage and cauliflower had already gone into the garden plot, and in the midst of an early and saturating rain, all day long, he had transplanted table-beets into the rows he had marked out for them. This variety of vegetables were now all growing finely. He sold nearly six dollars' worth of radishes in town, and these radishes he showed Mrs. Atterson were really "clear profit."
A brilliant as large as a hazel-nut and which, in some lights, really sparkled like a diamond adorned the tie he wore this evening. "I don't believe I want any supper," responded Hiram, pleasantly. "What's the matter? Got some inside information as to what Mother Atterson has laid out for us? You're pretty thick with the old girl, Hi." "That's not a nice way to speak of her, Mr.
Atterson, when they left the lawyer's office. "I wouldn't lose heart. If Pepper is scared, he may not trouble you again." "It's got ten months more to run," said she. "He can keep us guessin' all that time." "That is so," agreed Hiram, nodding thoughtfully. "But, of course, as Mr.
She wasn't a bad looking beast, either, and would freshen shortly. Her calf would be worth from twelve to fifteen dollars if Mrs. Atterson did not wish to raise it. Another future asset to mention to the old lady when he returned. The youth turned his attention to the buildings themselves the barn, the cart shed, the henhouse, and the smaller buildings.
And the elder Dickerson was as good as his word. An hour later yells from the cart shed denoted that Pete was finally getting what he should have received when he was a younger boy. Before noon Sam marched the youth over to Mrs. Atterson. Pete was very puffy about the eyes, and his cheeks were streaked with tears. Nor did he seem to care to more than sit upon the extreme edge of a chair.
"Let's see your option," Hiram demanded, bruskly. "Why if Mrs. Atterson wishes to see it " "You show it to Hi, you Pepper-man," snapped the old lady. "I wouldn't do a thing without his advice." "Oh, well, if you consider a boy's advice material " "I know Hi's honest," declared the old lady, tartly. "And that's what I'm sure you ain't!
"Ye don't mean to say you come clean in here this stormy day to try and sell that farm to me?" asked the real estate man. "No, ma'am! Not for no sixteen hundred dollars. If you'll take twelve " Mrs. Atterson could not find words to reply to him; and Hiram felt like seizing the scoundrel by the scruff of his neck and throwing him down to the street. But it was Mr.
Mother Atterson has sold us like so many cattle to the highest bidder. Ungrateful right down ungrateful, I call it," he declared. "What do you say, Feeble?" "It is particularly distasteful to me just now," complained the invalid. "When Sister has learned to give me my hot water at just the right temperature," and he took a sip of that innocent beverage.
"He's kept me on tenter-hooks for ten months, and there ought to be some punishment for the crime." "I am afraid he has been within his rights," said the lawyer, smiling; but he sent his clerk for the real estate man, probably being very well convinced of the outcome of the affair. In came the snaky Mr. Pepper. The moment he saw Mrs. Atterson and Hiram he began to cackle.
"That's what I said," returned the old lady, complacently. "And what I'm to do with it I've no more idea than the man in the moon." "A farm!" repeated Hiram, his face flushing and his eyes beginning to shine. Now, Hiram Strong was not a particularly handsome youth, but in his excitement he almost looked so. "Eighty acres, so many rods, and so many perches," pursued Mrs. Atterson, nodding.
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