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was frequently at her side a certain brown haired boy, 

 too often ready to volunteer his willing but not altogeth- 

 er judicious assistance. 



But I will pass over most of the year's experiences, our 

 butter-making, our planting and the golden harvest, our 

 sheep, and poultry, and pigs, and only glance at the re- 

 sults. At the end of the year, after paying all expenses, 

 a considerable amount yet remained from the sale of our 

 surplus wheat and corn. It was laid aside as a beginning 

 toward the payment of the mortgage upon the place. 

 Thus our first year in Lakeview had been one of success. 



