The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1913-08-02

| served, You here yit? What In dunn
nakion do you want? Be ye an under
! taker waiting for my funeral, cause II
ye air you better move or. cause I'm
considerable healthy yit?''
why" said Burt calmly, Il Just
called to see II you had any pigs to
SELL
pigs ter sell" exclaimed the aston
ished Holden, throwing down the saw
and whirIing on Burt like a fash.
Jumping jehosephat. pigs for sale,
why I've got more pigs than some
men have whiskers, and I'll be blamed
if I can sell one. Everyone's got pigs
here, the town has run ter pigs. and
nobody can sell a pesky one. I've
offered mine fer a dollar apiece and
no takers. I was just making up my
mind ter go kill the whole lot when
you came along"
We'll. Mr.. Holden. pigs is what I
want"
wal. by cr1mus! pigs is what you
shall have You're the first angel
ever saw IN pants, but If you take
| them pigs on my hands I'll swear you
air one frum here tew Canada line"
After looking the pigs over, Burt
said: Now, Mr.. Holden, this is my
proposition. If you will crate twenty
pigs and land them at the nearest
| freight station I'll pay you two dollars
apiece. cash down. for them What
do you say?"
Say? Why, thunderationI take 'em,
and take 'em quick, fore 1 wake up
and find it's a nightmare"
The next day Burt was back home
What Iuck?" anxiously questioned his
father.
Bought twenty nice pigs of old Hol-
den"
Pigs" exploded the elder Sloan.
What the devil =, I didn't send you
up there to buy pigs. but to sell sepa-
rators."
DO you happen to know, Dad"
went on Burt calmly. what pigs are
worth here?"
NO" snapped the old gentleman.
''but If they are worth as much as
fools. you have corner on the mar
ket."
Burt grinned and departed, waiting
back, Better luck next time, dad; in
the meanwhile pork is going up with
fools"
By little judicious canvassing Burt
| learned that pigs were very scarce in
the outlying districts, and he had no
| difficulty in disposing OF his twenty
pigs before they arrived at $3.50
apiece.
The next week saw Burt back In G.
on the road to Holden's with a brand
new HarpIes separator in the wagon
Holden met him at the door. his
mouth wide open in establishment, but
eying the separator suspiciously.
want some more pigs?" he grinned
sheepishly-
YES" promptly replied Burt;
didn't you say those sows were to
have another litter apiece this fall?"
'Yas, 1 expect they be-"
well, then, I want to set this sepa-
rator in for you to use until the pigs
! come along If you like it, why you
can pay me with the pigs. If you
don't, III take it back and buy the
pigs Just the same, for $3.50 each
! Holden reyolved the proposition
over in his mind obviously for several
minutes, but as he could see no way
that he could be the loser, he finally
said, 81 dunno, 1 never run one Of Their
blamed things, and don't believe
they're worth a tinker's dam"
Then Burt drove in the convincing
wedge. I'll tell you what I'll do, Mr..
! Holden. I'm a little out of. health
/ owing to rush Of business, and I'll
stay here for week or two and help
you get the run Of the machine, and
pay you five dollars per week for my
! board"
Gosh all hemIock! Yew don't mean
it. dew yew?' stated the astonished
| farmer
Sure I do Is it = bargain %
'I dunno: guess I'll go ask Mandy
Mandy's answer must have been
sudden and convincing, for Holden
came hurfying back and said. Unload
her"
The horse stabbed, they went inside
for supper, and there Burt Sloan met
lovely. modest, capable Bessie Holden
"a gem in a rough setting. At, the
end of two weeks Holden was singing
the praises of the HarpIes separator
all over town. and Burt, to himself.
was singing the praises Of shy. demure
| Bessie Holden.
Then Burt got busy; as fast as they
| could ship separators from the fac
| tory he snapped them for pigs, then
sold the pigs at an advance. Later
he brought Bessie home with him and
presented her to his father
Have made good?'' he quizzicalIy
| inquired.
Yes. my lad. in more ways than
| one" he replied, as his eyes rested on
! the sweet, blushing face before him.
Up in northern Vermont to this day
Burt Sloan, the Harples premier agent,
| is known as the pig man.
Copyright. 1913. by the Mcclure News
! paper Syndicate.)
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