"Not a bad idea, Joe," said Uncle John approvingly.
"Electric lights have a civilizing influence," continued the young man. "I'm quite sure all the farmers between here and Huntingdon would use them, at a reasonable price. I can also run a line to Hooker's Falls, and one to Chazy Junction. Plenty of poles can be cut from our pine forests and the wires will be the chief expense. I may not make money, at first, but I'll play pretty nearly even and have something to do."
"Do you think you could furnish enough power for our printing office?" asked Mr. Merrick.
"Yes; and a dozen factories, besides. I've an idea the thing may bring factories to Millville."
"Then get at it, Joe, and build it quick. I've a notion we shall have an open rupture with Skeelty before long."
Joe Wegg smiled.
"You're going to accuse me, sir, of asking advice after I've made up my mind," said he; "but the fact is, I have bought the mill of Silas Caldwell already. He's been wanting to dispose of the property for some time."
"Good!" exclaimed Uncle John.
"Also I—I've ordered a dynamo and machinery. It all ought to be here in a few days."
"Better yet!" cried Mr. Merrick. "You've relieved my mind of a great weight, Joe."