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We ain't got the sabe, or the knack, or something or other. Just look at this piece of ground four crops a year, an' every inch of soil workin' over time. Why, back in town there, there's single acres that earns more than fifty of ours in the old days. The Porchugeeze is natural-born farmers, that's all, an' we don't know nothin' about farmin' an' never did."
But Pipe and Wingenund and Red Fox they all want blood." "Have you seen these chiefs?" said Betty. "Yes, I know 'em all and they all know me," answered the hunter. "I've watched over many a trail waitin' for one of 'em. If I can ever get a shot at any of 'em I'll give up Injuns and go farmin'. Good night, Betty." "What a strange man is Wetzel," mused Betty, after the visitors had gone.
"Oh, yes," Elizabeth answered slowly, coming back reluctantly from a consideration of the handsome stranger she had met; "that is," she added confusedly, "I never drink anything but water, anyhow." Mrs. Chamberlain gave a relieved sigh. "I was afraid you'd rather have tea, an' I ain't got no tea in th' house. Bein' farmin' season now it seems as if I can't never get t' town."
"Weel, I'll tell you what it is, and it's sae far lucky: there was a decent, respectable-looking man here the day, a countryman o' our ain and I believe he'll sleep here the nicht wha was inquirin' if I kent o' ony decent, steady lad who had been brocht up in the farmin' line. I kenna hoo they ca' the man, but he has been in my house, noo, twa or three times.
Aileen was as happy as the day was long, and poor mother used to lay her head on Jim's neck and cry for joy to have him with her. Even father used to sit in the front, under the quinces, and smoke his pipe, with old Crib at his feet, most as if he thought he was happy. I wonder if he ever looked back to the days when he was a farmin' boy and hadn't took to poaching?
A tall stranger came near looked at the group, and said: "My good man, what in thunder are you crying for?" "I was told Peoria was a good place for farmin'," Samuel said, "and now I don't know where to go, and I have got no money." "Well, you are a soft 'un," replied the stranger. "Just dry up and wait here till I come back." He walked away with long strides.
"He hung my boots on the main-truck, and he ain't over an' above respectful to such as knows more'n he do, specially about farmin'; but he were mostly misled by Dan." Dan in the meantime, profiting by dark hints from Harvey early that morning, was executing a war-dance on deck. "Tom, Tom!" he whispered down the hatch.
A Night in the Openings. Rev. Uriel Farmin. Going to Conference. Madison. Visit at Platteville. Bishop Hamline. Humorous to Grave. Galena Conference. The work of the Mission was now well in hand. But already the field was becoming extended and the labor onerous. Thirteen regular preaching places had been established, and invitations were being received weekly to increase the number.
The Cap'n bought this no'count farm an' had this house built on it a proceedin' that, ef I do say it, struck ev'rybody as cur'ous." "It was curious," agreed Mr. Merrick. "But the cur'ous'est thing was thet he didn't make no 'tempt at farmin'. Folks said he had money to burn, fer he loaded it into this fool house an' then sot down an' smoked all day an' looked glum.
Mebbe it shows you'd ought to quit farmin' crops an' take to raisin' live stock!" Justin did just that, as a matter of fact, a year or two later; but stock that has within itself the power of being "live" has also rare qualifications for being dead when occasion suits, and it generally did suit Justin's stock.
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