human
Tomorrow's the day, Gramps said as Bud came in,
gpt
I already have.
human
You're late, Allan,
gpt
I stayed to talk with Mr. Demarest, Bud said, in what he hoped was a casual tone.
human
He brought me home.
gpt
What's the trouble?
human
There's no trouble,
gpt
You can tell me, Allan. We're here to help you.
human
If you're in a jam, Bud, we're on your side, Gramps said.
gpt
What'd you do? Sock the principal?
human
Honestly there's no trouble, Bud said.
gpt
Mr. Demarest and I talked about agriculture college.
human
How nice, Gram said.
gpt
Every one of our boys and girls has gone to college. Now the twelfth will go, too.
human
No he won't, Bud said.
gpt
Mr. Demarest said I hardly need a degree in agriculture if I'm going to stay here and take over Bennett's Farm. He said I can learn what I must know about poultry husbandry and berry culture as I go along.
human
You're a right handy young feller at a lot of things, Gramps said.
gpt
But you're 'bout the poorest liar I ever laid eyes on. Joe Demarest never told you that.
human
Well, Bud stammered,
gpt
About what?
human
College.
gpt
You make nine times as many circles as Old Yellowfoot with fifteen hunters hot on his tail, Gramps said.
human
He told you to go to college, didn't he?
gpt
Yes, Bud admitted.
human
But I'm not going.
gpt
Why not?
human
I don't want to waste that much time. I can pick up what I must know as I go along.
gpt
That is about the foolishest notion I ever heard, Gramps declared.
human
In my time I've met lots of men who didn't know enough, but offhand I can't remember any who knew too much. Sure you're going. May be you can't live like a millionaire's son on what we got in the bank, but you can get through.
gpt
I can't take your money!
human
Pooh, Gram sniffed.
gpt
What's money for? Of course you'll take it and we'll be mighty proud to have a college graduate running Bennett's Farm. Won't we, Delbert?
human
Yeah, said Gramps who had begun to oil his rifle again.
gpt
Now you'd best get out of your school duds. I fed and bedded your hifalutin' chickens though I'm sort of uneasy around that one high-steppin' rooster. He's got so much blue blood that most any time at all I expect him to whip out one of those fancy glasses on sticks. That rooster sure ought to have one. He figures I'm not fit to be in the same chicken house with him. You beat it along now, Bud. I didn't milk the cows.
human
Take a couple of cookies with you,