A LAND AGENT'S STORY.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume X, Issue 1063, 20 April 1882, Page 4

A LAND AGENT'S STORY.

A pretty good story is told about the Land Agent Milner of the Achison, Topeka, and Santa Fe Railroad, who one day had a party of Eastern farm--ers in tow, trying to sell each of them a farm in .the Rich Arkanas Valley. Milner had taken them into his light waggon, and behind his spanking team •of bays had given them a grand ride, lasting all day. He had done his best to make them enthusiastic by rehearsing the stories, which he had at tongue’s end, of the marvellous crops •of the valley, but to all intents it was “ love’s labor lost” for they would not ’thuse. This annoyed Milner, but he had his revenge in his reply to one of the party, who, with a sardonic smile, ■asked : “ Well, Mr Agent, is there any - thing that won’t grow here ?” “ Yes,” replied Milner, “ pumpkins won’t.” “What!” exclaimed the cynical landbuyers together; “ pumpkins won’t ?” " No,” said Milner ; “ there are men in this county who would give 250 dollars an acre for laud that would mature a crop of pumpkins. They never have been able to get a crop since I’ve been here, and that’s teu jears.” “ Well, how strange 1” “ Why is it iaid land-buyer No. 1. This was Milner’s chance, and, with a serious expression, he replied : Weil, sir, the soil is so rich that the vines grow so fast they wear the pumpkins out dragging them over the ground.