Clinton : or, Boy-life in the country . ek the settle was finished;and it was not only neat and well-finished, but reallysubstantial. It looked as though it might do servicefull as long as Uncle Tims. Clinton was quite satis-fied with his success, and his mother was so wellpleased with the settle, that she not only decided toplace it in the kitchen, but promised to make a hand-some cushion for it. As Clinton was looking admiringly upon his piece ofwork, soon after it was finished, and thinking whetherhe could improve it in any respect, the conversation atUncle Tims recurred to his mind, and a
Clinton : or, Boy-life in the country . ek the settle was finished;and it was not only neat and well-finished, but reallysubstantial. It looked as though it might do servicefull as long as Uncle Tims. Clinton was quite satis-fied with his success, and his mother was so wellpleased with the settle, that she not only decided toplace it in the kitchen, but promised to make a hand-some cushion for it. As Clinton was looking admiringly upon his piece ofwork, soon after it was finished, and thinking whetherhe could improve it in any respect, the conversation atUncle Tims recurred to his mind, and a happy thoughtsuggested itself, by which he might associate his settlewith that interview, and thus have constantly beforehim a memorial of his trip to the loggers. The nexttime he had occasion to go to the store, he bought asmall package of brass-headed tacks, and with thesehe carried out his new design, vv^hich was to inscribebis initials C. D. upon one end of the settle, and themotto, I ll Try, upon the other. He had seen 248 nails arranged in the form of letters upon trunks, andhe found no difficulty in making his inscriptions lookvery well. He surrounded each of them by a singleline of tacks, placed in the form of an oval, which gave the wholequite a finishedlook. This im-provement elici-^ ted from his pa-I rents many ad-^ ditional compli-ments for the new article of furniture. The snow was rapidly disappearing, and the sunnysides of the hills were quite bare. The welcome songof the robin was heard around the house, proclaimingthe arrival of spring. The brook which flowed throughMr. Davenports land was swelled to a miniature tor-rent, and Clintons ducks, — whose water privilegeshad been restricted through the winter to a small spacekept clear of ice by an axe, — now sailed about in aUtheir glory. The fi-ost soon left the ground, — for itpenetrates but slightly, when the earth is covered withtinovv all winter, — the moisture rapidly dried up, and FARM WORK.
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