The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1865-08-01
Story with II 5}lural.
JOHN WALTON'S FARM.

Hadn't you better subscribe for it?"
81 tell you, no. hain't got the money 10
spare. And, if had, haint got the time
TO waste over newspapers" said Eben Saw
yer with some emphasis.
| But you will gain much information
from it in the course of a year, sir," pur-
sued John Walton.
l:tcll you, don't want to"
Well-what say you Mr.. Grummet-
shan't have your name p
"No, sir !" This was spoken so fatty
and bluntly that Walton said no more; but
folded up the prospectus of q periodical
which he had with him, and then turned
away.
Eben Sawyer and Ben Grmamet were two
old farmers-that is, old at the business,
though they had only reached the middle
age of lle-and after their young neigh
Dor had gone they expressed their opin-
ions concerning him.
He'll never make farmer" said Saw
yer with shake of the head. " lie spends
too much time over them papers and books
of his'n. He's a lcetle mite above iarmiu,
in my opinion"
That's my sentiments responded Grum.
met. 81 tell you Eben, the man that thinks
to make a livin' on farm in this section,
has got to arorh' for it,"
AT this iuncture Sam Bancroft came along.
He was another old native of the district.
g" We was just talkin' about young Wal
ton," said Sawyer.
I've jes como from there" replied Sam.
Hes been borin me to sign for paper;
but he couldn't come it,"
Ha, ha, so he bored us. He's gettin
lcete to high sot for farmer"
He's rippin his barn floor up, said Ban.
croft.
"Rippin the floor up!" repeated Grum-
met Why-Mr. Amsdcn had the whole
floor put down new ouly three years ago"
The tie lIoor, mean, pursued Bancroft.
He's got carpenter up from the village
and his two hired men are helpin."
"Whew | guess he'll make farmer !"
And so they all guessed-wth reser-
walton. In short, there was something
highly ridiculous in the thought of a mans
thinking to be a farmer and student at the
same timei and all sorts of jests were dis
charged over it.
John Walton was young man-sOme
five-and.twenty-an though lie had been
born in that neighborhoOd, yet much Of
his life had been spent in other sections of
the country. His parents both died when
TIC NdS tlNllG NONulg, anu ulS ldlUcT,S Ialln
passed into the hands OF Mr.. Amsden
But now John had married, and he meant
to be farmer; and his thoughts naturally
turned to the homestead. lie found AIMS.
den willing to sell. ard bought it-paying
two thousand down, and giving a note and
mortgage for five hundred, which had been
cashed by Mr.. Piddon.
This farming district was upon a broad
ridge of land, which had been cleared for
gIe eat many years; aud though they were
the handsOmest and smoothest looking
farms in town yet they were by no means
the best. The summit of the ridge was
crowned by a ledge of granite, and the
soil over tho whole broad swell, was more
or less wet and cold This was particu.
larly the case with John Walt0h's farm,
some portions of it being wholly unfit for
cultivation. There was Que field of over
twenty acres-one of the smoothest and
prettiest located fields in town-which was
never iii for powing. The soil was so wet
and heavy that il could not be worked TO
any advant &c. II had been moved year
after year, yielding about three quarters Of
q tun to an acre, of poor, wild, weedy hay.
Yet there were other sections which were
good, and Mr.. Amsden had gained fair
crops while he lived there.
Ben Grummet had q curiosity to know
what was going on in Walton's barn. 50
he dropped ia there. lie found that the
whole of the floor, whore the cattle stood
had been torn up, and that they were dig