The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1909-02-25

Sc cents a barrel less n you e. and
pay 5 cents a bushel more for rain
n then make money, I don see
how I'm injuring these people ere.
don't want to go into busine;
came here to farm. but I'm goir to
see fair play among my neighbot. I
rather think l shall keep right n
that Is, il you still continue preent
prices. and h people want to AXE
advantage Of my bargains. I'm ne in
this to make money"
An right. sub" The words cameut
happens. Well see. But let me ell
you one thing; you'd better go slo-
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES, or you'll get
into trouble. You remember that. If
you don't want the biggest heapof
trouble you ever had in our life, yall
mine your W business and let oter
people mind theirs. Remember tht.
I've given you fair warning"
"Ummmm!" He took several deb
crate puffs at his pipe, then cally
knocked out the ashes. $50 her.
But l shall go right on as l have doe,
and l sort of reckon there won't be
any trouble. It's been a long tire.
squire. since 1 wore anybody's cohr
and chain on my neck, and l reckn
I'm too old now to learn. l foughtln
he war against slavery. and ri fet
again fore Ill see slaves around NJ.
l don't owe you 1 cent. Mr.. Hart
wick. | own my farm clear, and WI
can't intimidate or boss me. If WI
pay. fair prices for things. I'll quit te
business and be glad to. WhateverI
do III be fair and square and aboe
board, and shan tnjure nobow
that's honest. 1 reckon that's all to
speech l need to make just now. "
Jimminy." turning his back on te
squire n changing his tone cor
pletely, I'm glad to hear that dinnr
bell. l could eat a burnt boot" TIE
big farm bell on the kitchen roof VS.
Changing merrily.
sprung lige a rat trap" I'VE undo
stand each other. Now, you remembr
what l told yeh. Don't you forget /.
sub. u tackled a hard cna o
beat-a man. suh." He Wheeled AMI
strobe stormily toward his horse am
buggy.
Coin to stay to dinner. aim, va,
squire?" called out Dan anxiously.
NO. / don't raj no dinner" III,
sprang into his buggy and a moment
later was driving furiously down tie
road.
The company filed into the long
Kitchen in silence. They seemed awed
n frightened. Only Farthing and his
boys were self possessed, and they
speedily became the lie and soul OF
the dinner hour. joking and chafling
n telling stories till the others Joined
in p%erforce.
The mood of the company. however.
did not delay the meal. The brown
turkeys disappeared in a twinkling:
the stewed chicken ebbed low in the
milk pan; and the potatoes and vcge-
tables were shoveled into hungry
mouths as fast as iron knives could
be made to work with safety. Great
slices OF bread were spread thick with
apple butter. and slowed away like
coal into a stoke hole. There were five
spreads" on the table, headed by the
pennsylvania salve," without which
no meal is complete; there was a gall
lon of cold slaw and a peck OF krout.
Then came the cider. great glasses Of
pure juice made late in October and
fit for a king. In 20 minutes it was
all over. and the women We're alone
with the wreck.
There was but n theme for CON-
~versation on the homeward ride that
evening. Al Farthing had defed the
squire. Men and women discussed 1t
In wed voices. Not one Of all those
at the butchering thought much Of any
other topic, save. perhaps, young jim
Farthing. who had seer a pair Of black
eyes.
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