Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1904-04-29


bly,, it seemed.
81 beg your pardon" she gasped,
checking herself with an effort. I'll
something struck me as very funny. But
please go on. will not laugh again. A
thousand year, you said?"
Yes" looking at her curiously, land
as soon as get back shall try to SELL
Then will look about for something that
will yield a sure return. And | have
found it. l always liked agriculture, but
never realized it could show up to such
advantage as it does here. My idea was
that farmers had to keep hold of plow
handles and things. IL have been
thinking of it all the morning. | will
buy valley just like this somewhere in
the neighborhood, and be farmer" He
paused, looking embarrassed, then went
on hurrledly: IF IL can make liv-
ing of it-enough for two, l mean.-will
you-will you help me. Lois?"
She had thrown up her head, Is though
TO stop him.
wait a minute, Mr.. Tisda'e," she
cried, impetuously, 81 had not intended
to tell you. But must now. 1t would
not be right to let you go on. Our farm
looks prosperous, and love the valley
here better than any place in the world;
but-but we have been running behind
thousand a year ever since we bought
the place. That was what made me laugh
when you said that you were losing a
thousand. 1t seemed so funny. You
must not try farming for living. AS
to the rest, II" her face flushing rosily,
IAN willing to help you, Allan"
She looked at him shyly, but his face
had suddenly grown stern. He shook
his head hopelessly.
Il must take it all back, Lois" he
groaned. 81 cannot make living for
one. But here comes your father"
Mr. Bristow reined in beside them, his
face inquiring:
Hello, what are you waiting for?" he
exclaimed. IF one fox has outwltted
you, why don't you start another?
What's the matter? You look like fun
eral."
II have been telling Allen-Mr.
Tisdale-about our falling behind"
stammered Lois. you see, he spoke Of
buying farm and following our ex-
ample, and l couldn't let him go on
thinking the valley was as prosperous
as it looked"
Mr.. Bristow's face fell. might have
waited until a rainy day" he grumbled,
and not spoil a good chase with such
news. But longs it's out it's out, and
suppose you couldn't do anything else,
Lois. We couldn't stand by and allow
guest to run the chance of losing
money, of course Yes, Mr.. Tisdale, it's
all true. Well have to sell the valley.
man can't stand it to fall behind a
thousand dollars every year with moth
ing in the background"
Allan stared, half rose in his saddle,
his face becoming transfigured.
"a thousand dollars!" he cried, joy
ously, lis that what you mean? Can you
run place like this and only run behind
a thousand in dollars?"
That's what l said" rather testify,
"and enough for a man to lose every
year, the Lord knows"
Allan whirled to Lois.
"Ill take all that back once more" he
cried, what said last l can make a
living, and want you to help me. Then,
to his puzzled host: Don't you sell the
farm, sir There won't be any need. I
thought Lois-she's promised to be my
wife, you know-meant pounds, that's
what I've been losing. But yours are dol
lars. Don't you see the difference will
be nearly 4,000-dollars. That will be a
nice profit for us, with what the farm
yields. I will buy part of the valley, or
the whole of it, if you like; or we will
| live on it together"
Mr.. Bristow was choking.
you and Lois may fix that up between
YOU" he at last gasped. "The problem
is too complicated for me. But I'm glad
the valley isn't to be sold. Now let us get
the dogs on new scent. The foxes will
be getting old and fat if we leave them
| like this"