The Newtown bee., 1880-06-16
and crimson oxalis, and awaited the

coming of events.
 The oats grew and fiourished. and an enormous crop blessed the husbandman. And above the stubble of the oats ap- peared the green blades of the grass crop -t that which was to give forth its mighty growth in another year.
 .tAh!" said the expectant man, "wait till you see my crop of clover. If l aia't greatly disappointed, I'll show you a leetle the largest crop of clover you ever did see.n And this he told to all who looked upon his feld-told it so often and told 1t to so many, that never dic coming circus create more anxiety and anticipation in the hearts of the village boys than did the coming of that red clover create in the bosom of the good people of Saybrook.
 At len gth the ssFzs m s4sinC days ae----sl, a:.- z, and the two-acre field put on it's coat oi green. The days of June came on apace, and the green blades grew rank and luxuriant; but not like clover-not like any clover which the people of Saybrook had ever seen before.
 Mercy how rank and how green! and how thickly the strange growth covered the ground! But it could not be clover. The Deacon leaned upon his fence and looked over into the field. The leaves of the luxuriant herbage were beginning to put on a strangely familiar look. His heart futtered.
 Samuel" he said to his son, ''what was it that Moses Midwell called the seed he let me have?"
 ''He called it crimson oxalis."
 An hour later the Deacon met Profes- sor Dodem.
 Professor, what is crimson oxalis?"
 "Where does it grow, and howP"
 ''In a field-thick.'
 ''In such case, it must be the com mon red sorrel."
 And that's it's honest name?"
 "Oxalis is sorrel, certainly; and, ol course, you know what crimson is.' Two days later the Deacon met Moses Midwell, and called him aside.
 ''Now, Moses, look here. We ain't going to have any words unless I car prove that you have lied to me, which think I can do. Didn't you swear to mt that you hadn't got a bit of seed in youl granary but pure clover besides youl common grainP''
 'I didn't swear, Deacon; but I told you so.'
 Then where did you get the seed that you let me havep"
 Il went home, and on that very night after all save myself were in bed ant asleep, I went to my barn and brought forth from far scaffold crop had GU from the old sheep pasture; and then hitched up the old sorrel horse, ant threshed it and winnowed it. told yol | honestly what the seed was when I le you have it. If you have been deceived 1 it should be lesson to you; and I cal 1 say to you, as you once said to me, let
 Hold on! Never mind the lessor now. Moses Midwell, I'm afraid you'v caught up with me- You offered to le me have the sorrel horse back for tn same price that you paid. I will giv you that price in full, with interest, you'll put that two-acre field of red sor rel where no human being can ever SC it moren'
 Really, Deacon, there's no need c that. I made use of the sorrel horse and you may make use of that sorre] plough it in for dressing before it goes t seed'
 The Deacon caught at the idea; an before another twenty-four hours ha passed the two acres of sorrel had bee ploughed in out of sight. The eye-sor was removed, but the cutting fact It mained. The story had leaked out-th story of the horse-trade, and of the retur trade in crimson oxalis; and to tn latest day of his life Deacon Adamso was free to declare that his sale of tn blind horse to Moses Midwel had prov ed the sorest piece of business for him self that he ever did