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"I know now why I
had such a wild impulse to come out here to-day. Why, certainly.
Just fancy me a city tramp looking for work, and not praying I
won't find it, either. I'll work for my board. I know how to set
out trees. I can prove it, for I planted those thrifty fellows
growing about our house in town. Think how much more you'll
accomplish, with another man to help--one that you can order
around to your heart's content."
"The idea of my putting you to work!"
"A capital idea! and if a man doesn't work when a woman puts him
at it he isn't worth the powder--I won't waste time even in
original remarks. I'll promise you there will be double the number
of trees out by night. Let me take your father's spade and show
you how I can dig. Is this the place? If I don't catch up with
Hiram, you may send the tramp back to the city." And before she
could remonstrate, his coat was off and he at work.
Laughing, yet half in doubt, she watched him. The way he made the
earth fly was surprising. "Oh, come," she said after a few
moments, "you have shown your goodwill.


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