Beadle's Dime Novels No. 35: East and West — page 47: what you’re looking at

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HISTORY OF THE MILL. 47 neither, ’cause she’s got time to outgrow it; but her father an’ gaother—what with losing their children all but these two, an™tmyin’ sich hard work to git along, it was powerful dis- heartenin’.” “How did they get along, in a country where there was nothing to buy, and nothing to buy with ?” asked Constance, “That's what I’m comin’ to. For the first winter or two your uncle used to go down to Missouri with a few skins an’ furs the Injuns sold him, to trade ’em for flour an’ meat. In the summer he tried to yaise some grain of his own, an’ did make out pretty fair; but he never took to farmin’—twan’t his sort of business. It was about them times people from | Illinois begun to move out here; ’cause they'd heerd of the . Settlin’ up of the country, an’ wanted to get land cheap. Gleason, he was sot agin Illinois on account of losin’ all our boys there. First I know, he’d sold out to a stranger all our Nice house an’ store, and was fixin’ to come to Iowa, with the first payment in his hands. Waal, I don’t jist remember how he first got acquainted with Mr. Willard; but they took a Powerful likin’ to one another. Your uncle had set his mind to have a mill up on the creek, at a place he’d picked out. The first year we come here he got it nigh onto done ready to saw; but the dam wan't built strong enough ; an’ there * come an awful rise in the creek, an’ washed it all away com- plete. Your uncle had spent all his means, besides being in debt some. Your aunt was clean out of heart, an’ sick into the bargain. Then, says Gleason to me, says he, ‘That’s a good idea of Willard’s, an’ ort to come out right. He’s bent on tryin’ it agin, and I've made up my mind to go with him. I've got a few hundreds, an’ they’re jist his ’ So they sot to Work together. Mrs. Willard, she moved up here, an’ we all lived in the same house that year. Waal, they got the mill _ goin’ agin, purty néar the same place. I reckon they sawed about enough to pay for the mill before the year was up. It Was the summer of the great rise in the Missouri. The river Sot back in the creeks and sloos, till they overflowed the Whole bottom, clear back to thé bluffs, all but some high Places like, that wasn’t quite under water.” “What! does the river really overflow all this land? a comiiclbooks.com a