CHAPTER V 



THE NEW KING 



THE very next day after the return from 

 their long journey Bennie and Buck went 

 to work at the fall ploughing. They had 

 played so long that this work was late, so 

 now there could be no more dallying. 



From this time on until snow flew they 

 must go up and down the long furrows, 

 whether they liked it or not. Bennie 

 could think of his trip, and recounting 

 the many wonderful things that he had 

 seen helped to vary the monotony. If 

 Buck remembered, he gave no sign, but 

 Bennie was inclined to think in after years 

 that he was thinking in his dim ox-like 

 way, all that autumn while they were doing 

 the ploughing. 



One thing was certain, whether it was 



