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you understood about horses. I can't take her as 

 things are, and I would rather let you have her at a 

 low price than take chances about her future owner. 

 And if at any time you have to part with her I feel 

 sure you would be careful too." 



In the end Mr. Mayne's horses sold well. The 

 mare fetched two hundred dollars cash, and all the 

 rest were eagerly claimed. I was offered seventy- 

 five dollars for Nancy at once, and later a hundred 

 and twenty-five dollars ; but, of course, we never 

 parted, and to-day she credits my account with one 

 fine five-year-old horse, three mares, and a colt, 

 in addition to her own priceless self. 



At the sale of implements I bought a second 

 wagon and a set of bob-sleighs, but the sale went 

 well and I had to pay a fair price. However, I 

 could have got a seeder at twenty-five dollars, 

 but I had already ordered one which cost a hundred 

 and thirty. 



It was in the drive back from Balcarres to the 

 Clyst that I was so perished with the cold that I 

 almost made a vow never to drive again in the 

 winter in Canada, and I always found the best 

 and in fact the only resource against the worst 

 days of the Canadian winter to lie in physical 

 exertion. My last day at the Clyst was like the 

 first — Sunday. I had arranged for the wagon to go 

 down for my baggage during the week, and on 

 Monday, February 12, after four o'clock tea I bad the 

 Millingtons good-bye and walked back to my post 

 at the farm. 



