"What are you laughing at, Tony?" asked Bob, as they watched the car disappear down the lane.
"The boys no-a like-a da work, and-a the bees they no-a like-a da boys."
"I guess that's about right," said Bob; "we probably won't see them again for some time."
XX
GOOD ROADS
As the Fourth of July approached, John White, the banker, and Joe
Williams, proprietor of Brookside Farm, held a number of conferences.
It was finally decided to celebrate the Fourth with a picnic on the
farm.
"I don't think we'll make it exactly a day of rest though," said the banker, "for I notice your wheat is just about ready for cutting, Joe. Why not use the tractor to draw your new binder instead of the team."
"I'll have to do that anyway, whether I want to or not," smiled Joe.
"How's that?" asked the banker.
"Well, we have two of the finest little Belgian colts you've ever seen," he replied.