I asked him where he thought the money was coming from." Ida was not surprised at this, though she knew that in western Canada the smaller settlers as a rule stripped themselves of every comfort, and lived in the most grim simplicity, that they might have more to give the land.
Then, as the man did not answer, Weston solemnly laid down his fork, with the manner of one making a painful sacrifice.
"There is a good deal of nonsense talked about farming in these days," he observed authoritatively.

"You can put a fortune into drains and fences and buildings, but it's quite another matter to get two or three per cent, upon it back.

In the old days I hadn't a horse in the stables worth less than sixty guineas, and my father thought nothing of giving twice as much.

The other things were to match." He looked down the table with a flush of indignation in his heavy face.

"Now, Walters at the George gives a navvy the horse I hired.