SUMMER IN A BOG. 23 



were built from was brought from the quarries 

 near Columbus." 



"A notable piece of work, and a credit to 

 the builders!" said the Doctor. 



"You may well say so! The stone was all 

 broke by hand for the bed, eighteen inches 

 deep. Heavy iron rollers pressed it into place. 

 The horses were specially shod. On top of the 

 broken stone was put gravel from which all 

 the fine sand and small pebbles had been sifted. 

 Then more rolling. They worked here in '36 

 and '37, I think. 'Twas finished in '41." 



' ' That 's a fine piece of road this side of 

 Columbus — ^beats the old National. And say, a 

 chauffeur remarked that the road of the future 

 is to be paved with brick. What will the 

 farmers say to that?" 



The gray eyes smiled quizzically. 



"It 's so far in the future, I reckon it needs 

 no answer. It will keep till the time when the 

 land is divided up and each one has his share." 

 Then the old man chuckled knowingly. 



"The philosophers who sit in libraries or 

 loaf on street comers, talking about the division 

 of land and property, are not hankering for 

 the labor that goes with the acquisition and 

 care of those things. Bless you, no. But they 

 are dreaming of the division of ready-made 

 incomes, easy money to be plucked from the 



