"Ah! — I don't know," said Mr. Landholm, touching his whip gently first on one side and then on the other side of his off horse; — "I can't make much of 'em — they've got to make themselves."
Neighbour Underhill gave a sharp glance at Winthrop and then came back again.
"What do you reckon's the use of all this edication, farmer?"
"O — I guess it has its uses," said Mr. Landholm, smiling a little bit.
"Well, do you s'pose these boys are goin' to be smarter men than you and I be?"
"I hope so."
"You do! Well, drive on! —" said he, taking his arms from the top of the wheel. But then replacing them before the wagon had time to move —
"Where's Will?"
"Will? he's at Little River —doing well, as I hear."
"Doing what? getting himself ready for College yet?"