100 SAND, OR HAIRY VETCH 
splendid stand. Dry weather set in, which added no 
little discomfort to the situation. The corn grew slowly, 
and as soon as it was sufficiently large the cultivators 
were set to work, and were worked with a little diffi- 
culty on account of bunches of vetch insufficiently 
plowed under catching on the cultivator points. 
It was amusing to hear the side remarks of the men 
working the cultivators, which would indirectly come 
to the author’s ears. 
One day, when the corn was receiving its first plow- 
ing, two hardware men from the city came out to set 
up and start working a new two-row cultivator. When 
they were taken to this field disgust was plainly shown 
upon their countenances. One of them, after the corn 
grown in this field had been harvested, told the author 
that when he first looked upon the field he said to him- 
self that in all his forty years’ experience as a farmer 
and seller of agricultural tools he had never seen so un- 
promising a prospect for corn as this field presented. 
As stated, the weather was dry, and the corn grew 
five or six inches high, and made no further growth for 
more than a week, when it seemed to take on new life, 
and then how it did grow! My, the pride the author 
did take in that field of growing corn! How it sparkled 
his eyes and swelled his pride to look upon it! He felt 
the glory of having done something worth while. The 
neighbors and travelers along the highway began to take 
notice as the corn grew and grew like Jack’s famous 
bean stalk. 
The corn, notwithstanding the rolling and hilly char- 
acter of the field, was of the same height, every hill 
