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thought we had performed a good work, in showing a new- 

 field for the labor of girls and women. " The Arenac Bom- 

 barder " lectured us severely, and wrote slashing articles 

 after the manner of those newspapers which are just a little 

 behind the age, and very conservative. Nothing was too 

 bad to be said of our disgraceful proceedings. " The reign 

 of fanaticism had begun. The radicals had invaded the 

 village. Society would soon be subverted, and the govern- 

 ment overthrown." As for ourselves, we employed the 

 girls as long as we wished, and discharged them when it 

 was convenient, sublimely indifferent to the clamor around 

 us. 



Want of time compels me to skip a portion of my story 

 It is impossible to give all the details of our doings. You 

 have seen how we started, and after we were fairly under 

 way the work became in a measure uninteresting. Not that 

 it lost interest to us, but that our days were passed very 

 much as I have described, and, therefore, an account of 

 them would be mere uninteresting repetition. 



Three times a week our ancient horse, " Bonaparte " as 

 we called him, carried our crops to market. Sometimes he 

 had a large load, and at other times a lighter one, as our 

 crops varied greatly in their time of ripening. The largest 

 money return we received for a load was forty dollars, and 

 the smallest six dollars. As one crop ceased to produce 



