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appeared, I never think of Anderson without 

 wishing I had been more severe with him, - 

 more persistent in my efforts to wean him from 

 his real passion. Peace to his ashes, if he be 

 ashes. 



That same day I telephoned the Agricultural 

 Implement Company to send me another wagon, 

 with harness and equipment for the team. The 

 veterinary surgeon reported that he had a span 

 of mares for me to look at, but I was too much 

 engaged that day to inspect the team, and prom- 

 ised to do so on the next. 



When I reached home, Polly said she had 

 found nothing in the way of a general house- 

 work girl for the country. She had seen nine 

 women who wished to do all other kinds of 

 work, but none to fit her wants. 



" What do they come for if they don't want 

 the place we described ? Do they expect we are 

 to change our plans of life to suit their personal 

 notions ? " she asked. 



" It's hard to say what they came for or what 

 they want. Their ways are past finding out. 

 We will put in another < ad.' and perhaps have 

 better luck." 



Wednesday, the 7th, I went to see the new 

 team. I found a pair of flea-bitten gray Flemish 

 mares, weighing about twenty-eight hundred 

 pounds. They were four years old, short of leg 

 and long of body, and looked fit. The surgeon 

 passed them sound, and said he considered them 



