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He was, indeed, a gentle-hearted, willing-handed, brown-eyed youth who had been a great help to his father. Every winter morning he and Betsey had done the chores and ridden on the back of Colonel to Mentor Graham's school where they had made excellent progress. Joe and his father set out on a cold clear morning in February. They got to Brimstead's in time for dinner. "How d'y do?"
Brimstead's face glowed as he outlined his vision: "These great stretches of smooth, rich land just everlastingly ram the spurs into you and keep your brain galloping. Mine is goin' night and day. The prairies are a new thing and you've got to tackle 'em in a new way. I tell you the seeding and planting and mowing and reaping and threshing is all going to be done by machinery and horses.
"They're coming," he exclaimed, suddenly, as he got under the hay. Samson and Harry could see horsemen following at a gallop half a mile or so down the road. It looked like trouble, for at that hour men were not likely to be abroad in the saddle and riding fast on any usual errand. Our friends hurried their team and got to Brimstead's door ahead of the horsemen.
"I suppose they left my niggers at the house below," said Biggs as he mounted his horse and, with his companion, started at a gallop in the direction of Brimstead's. Samson remained with Peasley and the Justice. "You had better go down and see what happens," he said to Harry. "We'll follow you in a few minutes." So Harry walked down to Brimstead's.
"I hadn't thought of that," he said, with a sad face. "It isn't fair to you, is it? It's rather selfish." "Why don't you go to Brimstead's," Bim suggested. "A beautiful girl over there is in love with you. Honestly, Harry, there isn't a sweeter girl in all the world." "I ought not to go there, either," said the young man. "Why?" "Because I mustn't let her think that I care for her.
The roads were heavy from recent rains and daylight came before they could make their destination. At sunrise they stopped to give their horses a moment to rest. In the distance they could see Brimstead's house and the harrowed fields around it. The women were lying covered by the hay; the man was sitting up and looking back down the road.
The latter gave him a full account of it and asked him to undertake the collection of Brimstead's note. "I'll get after that fellow right away," said Lincoln. "I'm glad to get a chance at one of those men who have been skinning the farmers. I suppose he has other creditors in Tazewell County?" "I presume there are many of them." "I'll find out about that," said Lincoln.
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