Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1915-12-29

Harper q Brothers.
There you are; you don't know what
they know, and you don't want to
know. That's the way you pig headed
farmers are"
Weston merely scratched his chin
and looked stubborn.
go over and see what they've got
to say, at any rate insisted Mr.. Som.
erville.
NAV; amt goin' to waste time on
'em talkin' a lot Of fool truck out Of
books writ by just such sissy farmers
as them. reckon they'll be recon-
mendin' us to tie pink ribbons on our
pigs tails an buy feather beds for our
bosses an cows?' He guffawed at
what he thought was his wit.
well, go around and see. You can
laugh at them ii they do advise fool
things like that"
Nav; amt goin' step. Amt got
time. Jim Sullivan told me he was
goin' to get jug Of the real old red
eye on tn noon train, an me an him
is3goin' to drown our sorrer.''
Leave that stuff alone, Tom" said
the kind hearted old merchant, who
had known him from his boyhood.
THAT is one reason why you are about
down and out now
dad, let me 60 to the farmers meet
Ing"
Both men looked around. Joe had
been seated on sack Of beans at the
end Of the counter and in the shadow
Of the desk. His father had forgotten
him, and Mr.. Somerville had not no
ticed that he was about.
@Ain't got time. Ne an Jim Sulli.
vans goin' to leave as soon as the train
gifts In" began his father.
II don't mind walking five miles
home this evening. I do want to 70 to
hear those government people, daddy
Il amt got no quarter to spend for
your dinner, joe"
I don't want no dinner
That's all right; Joe's going to take
dinner with me- interrupted Mr.. Som
erville.
''Oh, all right, then, but you needn't
think yer goin' to try any Of that fool
ishness and newfangled lum-de -dums
on my place." There was a streak Of
stubborn meanness in Tom Weston.
my place, Tom," corrected the old
er man gently, for which you have
failed to pay all the rent this year and
owe balance on last year.
well, s longs got it rented'- be-,
gan Weston.
III tell you what I'll do, Tom; I'll
just let you off one bale rent and take
four acres for joe and me to expert
ment on If we want to-
That's trade grinned Weston.
But how about the time he takes fool
ing with you-al's projects? His time
belongs to me-" Mr. Somerville looked
at him in cold scorn for moment, then
at the eager, bright face OF the boy.
dad, amt you never goin' to give
me chance? l 60 round dressed In
your CASTOR clo'es, work like mig
ger, an now when want to learn
somethin' an try to make more at
farmin' than you have you don't seem
to want to let me- His eyes filed
with tears.
Weston, Of course he's your boy and
you have the legal right to his services,
but you are making a serious mistake
in the position you are taking
Pm standin' on my rightsy' logged
~ responded the other, trying to brave
out the scorn he saw in the merchants
face.
Mr.. SOmerv1lle looked at Joe, who
was rather an understood, wiry chap.
with good head and square, fighting
chin.
Are you in earnest, Joe? Do you
really want to study and learn or are
you just talking?'
Just give me chance that's all l
want and TIL show you!" answered
Joe.
Every well, then, Weston. What do
you consider Joe's services worth to
you during the crop year?"
"A hundred dollars" answered Yves
ton, at q venture, trying to put the az.
IRE high. d s
I'll just take you on that. Come on
back to the desk and sign up an agree
ment.'
It was done in a few minutes, the
document providing that Joe's services
were sold to John somerville for one
year from date for 500; that said
Weston, bound himself to interiors In
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