R. D. 1, Kearney, Missouri
The day Old Dobbin ran away and spilled the deacon and his wife among the dusty roadside flowers there was no loss of human life. But yesterday the deacon's son was cruising with his lady fair in father's glossy limousine upon a busy thoroughfare.
The deacon let a slackened rein give dobbin leave to go his way his son forgot that gasoline, fed heedless, to a limousine, would send it flying over hills and down into the rocky fields to bash its doors and fenders in and bring big bills to pay.
He takes is 32inch Case separator with a gas tractor for his neighbors, and leaves his oats until the last when we get out the 15-45 Case steamer. Then I go out and run it for him for the fun of it and a good dinner each day. It took two days this year. The oats crop around here was very light this year and is mostly harvested by combine. I know the Wood Bros. book will be delightful reading when it comes and am looking forward to it. Am hoping to go to Pontiac and Mt. Pleasant, both next month and as always will be pleased to see you.
LEONARD E. NEWTON, 1427 Elm Street, Grinnell, Iowa.