The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1890-12-26

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said, ''or angry, or discouraged. or What
ever else you choose"
whats wrong with you now, Jack?"
the girl asked with a smile which seemed
to indicate that she was accustomed to
have the young man unburden himself of
his troubles when he came to see her.
"It's the same old story" he replied;
Everything goes wrong, and however
hard I work I am powerless to set things
right. Father insists on working the
farm just as grandfather worked it fifty
years ago, and when he gets further and
further behind he thinks the times are out
of joint, and won't believe that he could
make things more prosperous if he would
count upon the changed conditions of the
country and adopt different methods of
cultivation and grow different crops"
"That sounds like one of your articles
for The Agricultural Review" she said
with an amused smile.
Suppose it does2n he asked. "Doesthat
prevent it from being true? That's the
kind of thing father would have said He
blames me every day for having worked
nv way through college. He calls me
stuck up and conceited. l think | am
humble enough, but, plague on it, l am
tired of the whole business. We get up
early in the morning to have an early
breakfast, to get to work early and nave
an early dinner, to get to work early TO
lave an early supper, to go to bed early SO
as to get up early in the morning. And SO
it is, day in and day out all the year round,
and then we find that the mortgage IS as
big as ever and the interest not paid"
MAYBE the interest would be paid ana
the mortgage reduced if some one l know
--z~11l .-%b- xNhro rantanfQd GnlrIt.V
Emma Rogers said seriously.
perhaps; but content don come mere
" at the bidding, and I am resolved to cut
loose and see If / can't do something on
my own account"
"That is what you have said any time
for two years"
II know that, but it is different now.
Tom was not old enough to be OF much
good on the farm then, but he is now,
he gets along perfectly with father. They
will be happier and better off when L am
gone"
"When do you start, Mr.. Harfordf' the
girl asked, with mock formality:
Monday morning." he replied.
And whittier do you go?" she asked,
with the same tone and manner OF mockery.
"To New York"
"And over which bank will you preside,
Mr.. Hartford, or will You choose to take
charge of one of the great trunk lines or
railway" she continued.
"Don't mock me, Emma. Ishould rather
rave your sympathy and love thar any
thing else. With your love to inspire me
I really believe I could accomplish some
thing"
Nonsense, Jackl If you ever do any
thing it will be because you nave IL IN you
If you are really going | tell you frankly
that / am glad of it. But at the same
time I must say that 1 think very much as
your father does; that you are entirely TOO
conceited. 1t may be that you Will get
something of that knocked out of you IN
New York. That will be a good thing'
anyhow"
Jack Harford's face was as red as hre
and his lips trembled as the girl finished.
He rose from his chair and said with a
forced smile:
"Well, Miss Rogers, / have to thank you
for your great candor. | beg your pardon
for having presumed to think that you
would be interested in my movements. l
will bid you good evening and ~good-by."
And he bowed stifiy.
Don't be a goose, Jack" she said. -
am interested in your movements IN,
terested in you. Had | not been"-anu
now Miss Rogers got upon her dignity
"do You suppose l should have taken the
trouble to speak to you as | have doneS"
Harford's anger was at once appeased,
and he took her hand and would have put
his arm around her had she not moved
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