The $500 Check — page 179: what you’re looking at

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162 THE $500 CHECK. thought Bert, pausing to wipe his moistened forehead. ‘‘I am afraid I shall never want to beafarmer. I mustn’t forget, though, that I am to receive sixteen cents and a little over per day, besides board—and such board! Yet this is the way Silas Wilson has lived all his life, and he must be sixty-five at least. How much more enjoyment Uncle Jacob has out of life, though he is a poor man compared to the farmer.’’ At this moment he heard wheels passing on the road hard by, and looking up he recognized Percy Marlowe, neat and trim in his attire, driving a light buggy. ‘*Hallo!’’ called out Percy, checking his horse. ‘* Hallo, Percy ! 7’ ‘‘ Are you working for Silas Wilson?”’ ‘Yes, for a few days.”’ ‘‘T guess you'll make a fortune in that time ?”’ said Percy laughing. ‘* Tt seems like it,’’ responded Bert. ‘* How much does he pay you??’’ ‘Fifty cents for three days and board.” Percy laughed, “S GOMIG JOO