A SPLENDID YEAR FOR CORN
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corn in Egypt—and he could get no price for it. At last he was offered 9½d. per bushel, delivered at the railway station. Ninepence ha'penny per bushel, delivered at the railway station! Oh, my country! and fivepence per bushel out of that to a carrier to take it there! Australia, my mother!
Dad sold—because he could n't afford to await a better market; and when the letter came containing a cheque in payment, he made a calculation, then looked pitifully at Mother, and muttered—"Seven poun's ten!"
