A summer on the Canadian Prairie . ld only be among hona fide workmen. The British Workman accepted it with his unfailingcheerfulness, which was no doubt a branch of a deeperphilosophy than one would have expected of him. But Ithink he didnt like being left behind, and it was quitethe meanest act of which I was guilty on the prairie. But you will never get Lai to work, he said inan afterthought towards self-defence. He hasnt thefaintest intention of working any more than I have. However, harvest was barely over when the deferredhope of a remittance of fifty pounds arrived at last, and the Brit
A summer on the Canadian Prairie . ld only be among hona fide workmen. The British Workman accepted it with his unfailingcheerfulness, which was no doubt a branch of a deeperphilosophy than one would have expected of him. But Ithink he didnt like being left behind, and it was quitethe meanest act of which I was guilty on the prairie. But you will never get Lai to work, he said inan afterthought towards self-defence. He hasnt thefaintest intention of working any more than I have. However, harvest was barely over when the deferredhope of a remittance of fifty pounds arrived at last, and the British Workman set out in highest spirits for BritishColumbia, leaving his unwilling partner stooking wheat-sheaves. Three weeks later he came along again toborrow his fare back to Winnipeg. Shortly after hewrote to tell us that he had fallen into a promisingopening in a brewery, and that things in general werelikely to boom. It was on the morning after Hilaria and I got back tothe Fort that our long-expected communication arrived. I. ON THE CANADIAN PRAIRIE 305 It contained a bank draft for a hundred pounds, withdirections to proceed to St. Paul or Minnesota im-mediately. Letters of introduction were enclosed tocertain brewing firms, and the opinion expressed thatgood posts would doubtless be offered to my brother. Onno condition whatever were we to buy land. Neither Lai nor Hilaria were sufficiently imbued withthe spirit of self-sacrifice to conceal their very humansentiments. I told you so/ said the one. I knew it, echoed the other. What shall you do now ? they demanded in abreath. Borrow some money from father on the security ofthe income which my work in England brings me, Ianswered vaingloriously, in obedience to an instinct tocover my wound from unsympathetic eyes. I intend torun the farm myself, I added. Ha, ha! A woman work a Canadian farm! Why,you would be the laughing-stock of the country, if youcould do it, which you cant, said my brother. But how do you mean ? said Hi
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