Mr. Stafford came to plow, but his plow would not work, so he went home. His sister Mrs. L had come along to spend the day, and was cheated out of her visit. I got a pie baked before they left, and we enjoyed eating it together. Mr. Rose came in time for pie. He was full of fun, and told many rediculous things that had happened since he came to the river. One new comer complained of his bad luck hunting. “You must wiggle your gun man. Wiggle your gun when you shoot.” The poor innocent believed. We drove down to the garden with them, and got four pie mellons & a watermellon for them.
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