OR, WITH BRAINS, SIR. 293 



" Thirteen thousand ! Why, at a cent that would be over 

 a hundred dollars. A hundred dollars off that pocket-hand- 

 kerchief piece of land ! " 



" That is the way I figure it. Besides the lettuce, I hope 

 to get a bushel or two of radishes off that same ground." 



" Radishes ! Where are they? I don't see 'em." 



u Right before you, between the lettuce-plants." 



"What, them little things? Lor! I thought they was 

 weeds. Well, well, it's a kind of farming I could not follow. 

 I should have to wear my specs all the time to see the crops. 

 A hundred dollars off that place ; but after all, it must have 

 cost a sight to raise 'em." 



" It did cost something, but not a hundred dollars by any 

 means." 



Now, perhaps you, like Mr. Kempenfielder, would really 

 like to know what it did cost, how much money my husband 

 has sunk in our operation thus far. Seeds have been bought, 

 manure has been spread with a lavish hand, and the labor 



must have cost something. I myself became a little uneasy 



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to see the money go so fast, and one evening, about the first 

 of June, we sat down to make an examination of our ledger. 

 Robert had not been so careless as to go blindly on spending 

 money without a thought. I found he had the whole thing 

 at his tongue's end and knew to a cent just where we 

 stood. 



