That was all." Wid Gardner turned to her and looked her squarely, in the eyes.

"Not appropry to nothing, neither here nor there, ner bragging none, I'm able to put up as much hay in a day as any two Mormons in the Two Forks Valley.

In the hay fields of life, it's deeds and not words that counts.

I read that in a book somewheres." "Say," he went on, suddenly, "have you noticed how perty the moonlight is on the medders these nights?
You reckon it shines that same way over at Niagry ?" Annie did not answer at the instant.

"Well," said she at last, "in some ways this country is a lot like Cleveland.