According to the account given, on half the capital which Parker possessed, this person was selling double the quantity of goods and making better profits.
A long time did not pass before Parker, after a bitter complaint in regard to his business, said: "I don't know what is to be done unless we go to Fairview.

We could do a great deal better there." "Do you think so ?" asked Rachel, in a calm voice, although her heart sank within her at the thought of being separated from those she so tenderly loved.
"I know it," was the answer.

"Fairview is a thriving town, while this place is going behindhand as fast as possible.

I shall never get along if I remain here, that is certain." Rachel made no reply, but the hand that held the needle with which she was sewing moved at a quicker rate.
"Are you willing to go there ?" the husband asked, with some hesitation of manner.
"If you think it best to go I am willing, of course," Rachel said, meekly.
Parker looked into the face of his wife, as it bent lower over the work she held in her hand, and tried to understand as well as read its expression.

But he could not exactly make it out.