Ranching for Sylvia by Harold Bindloss
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"It will see me through if I fallow," said Grant. "When I've done with it and sell out, somebody else can experiment with mixed crops and stock-raising. That's going to become the general plan, but it's costly at the beginning." Then he rose. "I'll walk round the place with you." They went out, and the girl fell behind with Edgar. He had learned that her name was Flora. "Mr. Lansing seems to understand farming," she remarked. "He didn't tell us he had been on the prairie before." "He hasn't told you now," Edgar pointed out. "George never does tell things about himself unless there's a reason." "He soon got rid of the fellow who sowed the crop." Edgar laughed. "I knew the man would meet with a surprise. George's abilities are not, as a rule, obvious at first sight. People find them out by accident, and then they're somewhat startled." "You're evidently an admirer of his. Do you mean to go in for farming?" "I am, though I wouldn't have him suspect it," said Edgar. "In answer to the other question, I haven't made up my mind. Farming as it's carried on in this country seems to be a rather arduous occupation. In |
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