Outpost by Jane G. (Jane Goodwin) Austin
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family, you know."
"To be sure. Well, I fancy there will be something for me to do on your Outpost farm. You must make me overseer." "No: you shall be confidential adviser; but I am going to oversee every thing myself, and you must go on with your medical studies." "You are going to become practical farmer, then?" asked Mr. Burroughs, raising his eyebrows never so slightly. "Yes, sir; not to really work with my own hands out of doors, you know, but to see to every thing. At first, I shan't understand much about it, I suppose; but I shall learn, and I shall be so happy!" "And how soon will you be ready to go?" asked Mr. Burroughs. Dora considered for a moment, "To-day is Thursday. I think we might start Monday morning; couldn't we, Karl?" "And meantime sell this place and furniture?" asked Mr. Windsor, smiling. "Not sell, but let the place. There is Jacob Minot would be glad to hire it, and a good tenant too. As for the furniture, we had better carry it with us. Shall we have to build a house when we get there, Mr. Burroughs?" "Yes. Col. Blank had selected a site, and made some little beginning: I believe nothing more than having the land cleared and a |
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