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Pap, if you don’t want him in the store, does it happen to be so’s you could let him finish out the summer at the sawmill?

Shucks, Sid! Don’t waste no worry on him. They ain’t money enough in the county to hire him to stay at a sawmill a week.

No, it’s too much like work. If he wants a job let him go to them city folks that’s a-puttin’ in that dam out here. They’ll take anything that comes along. An’ he’d mix in fine with them furriners.

You know he ain’t strong enough fer that sort o’ work.

This is your business, Paw, an’ I reckon you can ’tend to it ’thout any help from me. But I wisht you could see your way to keep him awhile longer.

What fer?

Well, I got some private affairs to look after.