I decided to give all my life and strength to the saving of the farm.

I would still try to be great, but not as great as the Senator.
Purvis stayed with us through the summer and fall.
After the crops were in we cut and burned great heaps of timber and made black salts of the ashes by leaching water through them and boiling down the lye.

We could sell the salts at three dollars and a half a hundred pounds.

The three of us working with a team could produce from one hundred and twenty to one hundred and forty pounds a week.

Yet we thought it paid--there in Lickitysplit.