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Adventures in Contentment
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David Grayson
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"When
you
commiserate
me,
therefore"
("I'm
sure
I
shall
never
do
it
again,"
said
John
Starkweather)--"when
you
commiserate
me,
therefore,
and
advise
me
to
rise,
you
must
give
me
really
good
reasons
for
changing
my
occupation
and
becoming
a
millionnaire.
You
must
prove
to
me
that
I
can
be
more
independent,
more
honest,
more
useful
as
a
millionnaire,
and
that
I
shall
have
better
and
truer
friends!"
John
Starkweather
looked
around
at
me
(I
knew
I
had
been
absurdly
eager
and
I
was
rather
ashamed
of
myself)
and
put
his
hand
on
my
knee
(he
has
a
wonderfully
fine
eye!).
"I
don't
believe,"
he
said,
"you'd
have
any
truer
friends."
"Anyway,"
I
said
repentantly,
"I'll
admit
that
millionnaires
have
their
place--at
present
I
wouldn't
do
entirely
away
with
them,
though
I
do
think
they'd
enjoy
farming
better.
And
if
I
were
to
select
a
millionnaire
for
all
the
best
things
I
know,
I
should
certainly
choose
you,
Mr.
Starkweather."
He
jumped
up.
"You
know
who
I
am?"
he
asked.
I
nodded.
"And
you
knew
all
the
time?"
I
nodded.
"Well,
you're
a
good
one!"
We
both
laughed
and
fell
to
talking
with
the
greatest
friendliness.
I
led
him
down
my
garden
to
show
him
my
prize
pie-plant,
of
which
I
am
enormously
proud,
and
I
pulled
for
him
some
of
the
finest
stalks
I
could
find.
"Take
it
home,"
I
said,
"it
makes
the
best
pies
of
any
pie-plant
in
this
country."
He
took
it
under
his
arm.
"I
want
you
to
come
over
and
see
me
the
first
chance
you
get,"
he
said.
"I'm
going
to
prove
to
you
by
physical
demonstration
that
it's
better
sport
to
be
a
millionnaire
than
a
farmer--not
that
I
am
a
millionnaire:
I'm
only
accepting
the
reputation
you
give
me."
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