I wanted to see how people lived up here, and what they are thinking about, and how they do their farming." As I talked of my plans and of the duty one had, as I saw it, to be a good broad man as well as a good farmer, I grew more and more interested and enthusiastic.

Mr.Stanley took his pipe slowly from his mouth, held it poised until it finally went out, and sat looking at me with a rapt expression.

I never had a better audience.

Finally, Mr.Stanley said very earnestly: "And you have felt that way, too ?" "Why, father!" exclaimed Mrs.Stanley, in astonishment.
Mr.Stanley hastily put his pipe back into his mouth and confusedly searched in his pockets for a match; but I knew I had struck down deep into a common experience.

Here was this brisk and prosperous farmer having his dreams too--dreams that even his wife did not know! So I continued my talk with even greater fervour.