Well, well! That must have been quite a day for Morton.

You laughed at him, and when the rest of you went off in Allen's automobile that night I ran the harrow over him a few times myself.

Well, well!" Mrs.Owen smiled as though recalling an agreeable experience.

"As long as there are old stumps in a field that you must plough around I haven't got much use for the land.

When the corn comes up you don't see the stumps, just sitting on the fence and looking over the scenery; but when you go to put the plow through again, your same old stumps loom up again, solider than ever.