“That we will!” was Mrs. James’ approval. Then she added as she remembered: “Can you take Sue to his farm before Saturday morning?”
“Sure! And he can collect the pay for me after you try the cow and are satisfied that what I said is so.”
“No, my good woman, we will pay you now for the cow, and you can give us a receipt and state that the cow will be sent to Folsom’s farm for delivery to us at Green Hill Farm. I’ll see to the rest, never worry.”
“Now that’s what I calls right good of you—all. If I only hadn’t sold Susy to Folsom I’d like to have sold her to you folks.”
“You can cheer yourself with the knowledge that we have Susy as well as her mother, and both will have good kind treatment,” was Mrs. James’ reply.
Then the money was paid down and a receipt taken from Miss Jipson who puzzled quite a little over the strange name of “Solomon’s Seal Troop.”
Having purchased the object of their morning’s tour, the amateur farmers drove back along the road they had come. When they came to Folsom’s farm again, Mrs. James had Frances stop the car. She sent Janet to the house to ask the farmer to step out to the automobile. While Janet was absent, Mrs. James asked Miss Mason for her fountain pen and a scrap of paper.
The teacher always carried a small pen and a pad in her hand-bag, so she gave it to Mrs. James and watched while the latter wrote a short agreement to be signed by Folsom. Then Janet came back, followed by the farmer.
Mrs. James saw the delighted smile on the man’s face and wondered at it. His first words showed his mistake, however.
“I see you’ve come back to buy my cow!”