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one that would do. Was I to flush two at once, 
_ and would they fall to my gun? 
il A small town in one of the Middle Western 
} states was given as the address, and I wrote at 
hee once. My letter was strong in requirements, and 
_ asked for particulars as to experience, age, refer- 
ences, and nationality. The reply came promptly, 
and was more to my liking than any I had 
received before. Name, French; Americans, 
newly married, twenty-eight and twenty-six re- 
_ spectively; experience four and three years in 
creamery and dairy work; references, good; 
the couple wished to work together to save 
money to start a dairy of their own. I was 
pleased with the letter, which was an unusual 
one to come from native-born Americans. Our 
people do not often hunt in couples after this 
manner. I telegraphed them to come to the city 
at once. 
It was late in April when I first saw the 
Frenches. The man was tall and raw-boned, 
_ but good-looking, with a frank manner that in- 
_ spired confidence. He was a farmer’s son with 
a fair education, who had saved a little money, 
and had married his wife out of hand lest some 
_ one else should carry her off while he was build- 
_ ing the nest for her. 
«TJ took her when I could get her,” he said, 
and would have done it with a two-dollar bill 
__ in my pocket rather than have taken chances.” 
The woman was worthy of such an extreme 
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