. Daily Colonist (1895-05-19) . A Ijonir lioad. Farmers down in Dixie, like thoso inNow England, have a very grim, butnone tho less indisputable, sense of hu-mor on occiusion, if this anecdote fromGeorgia is to bo credited: A farmer returning from town withan ompty produco wagon overtook ayoung man plodding along with tho dis-couraged air of a city man unused todirt roada Hullo, Jersoy, cried tho strangerbriskly. Can a man get a lift to Vino-land? I dont seo why ho cant, respondedthe farmer in a noncommittal way. Thou Ill tako a ride, said thestranger, vaulting into tho wagon andmaking himself
. Daily Colonist (1895-05-19) . A Ijonir lioad. Farmers down in Dixie, like thoso inNow England, have a very grim, butnone tho less indisputable, sense of hu-mor on occiusion, if this anecdote fromGeorgia is to bo credited: A farmer returning from town withan ompty produco wagon overtook ayoung man plodding along with tho dis-couraged air of a city man unused todirt roada Hullo, Jersoy, cried tho strangerbriskly. Can a man get a lift to Vino-land? I dont seo why ho cant, respondedthe farmer in a noncommittal way. Thou Ill tako a ride, said thestranger, vaulting into tho wagon andmaking himself comfortable. After three or four miles had boontraversed, the stranger paused in his in-consequential talk long enough to ob-serve : Its quito a distance to Vineland. Yes, it is a distance, admitted thefarmer. Another mile was passed, and thentho stranger inquired: About how far is it to Vineland? Well, replied the fanner medita-tively, keepin straight ahead thoway wore goin now, its about 25,000miles, but it youll get out and
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