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cuse of our reporter, that we should have found it rather 

 difficult to keep out of our thoughts the character of Kier 

 Frink, his bringing up, etc. The history of this young 

 man and its finale is instructive to parents, and on this 

 account we have given it a prominence which would other 

 wise be questionable. ED. 



NO. 37. TIM BUNKER ON SAVING A SIX 

 PENCE. 



HOW HE BEAT JAKE FRLJSTK. 



MR. EDITOR : I hadn t calculated to write at all this 

 month, until I got your letter. I never was much of a 

 hand for indoor work, and could always use a crowbar 

 enough sight better than a goose quill. I must say I like 

 to make tracks upon the soil a great deal better than upon 

 paper. When you have turned over an acre of sod a day, 

 with a deep tiller, it kind o looks as if you had done some 

 thing. I have a natural affection for such furrows ; but 

 these scratches upon paper are rather small potatoes, and 

 few in the hill. If it wa n t that I had got interested in the 

 farmers who read your paper, and could sort of feel their 

 hands in mine, I would never touch a quill again. 



Your letter found me down on that bit of swamp pas 

 ture, that I bought of Jake Frink, and uriderdrained last 

 year where I cured the horse-pond. I was just putting 

 down a new bridge across the ditch, that I had left open 

 on the back side of the lot. There was an old bridge a 

 dozen rods above, going into another lot, that Jake had 

 built when he owned it, several years ago. Neighbor 



