store, which has been especially designed and constructed, for
use as the central office for the general co-operative, farm movement.
Here, Fillmore Flagg, has been busily engaged for more than two months,
in planning the preliminary work for eight new farms. For the moment, he
seems absorbed in a dreamy reverie. From this, he was sharply aroused by
the entrance of a messenger, who announced a visitor. The visitor proved
to be none other, than our old acquaintance, George Gaylord. The
greetings, exchanged between these re-united college chums, were cordial
indeed! In the conversations which are to follow, the reader will find a
continuation of the story of Solaris Farm.

"Shades of venus! How well you are looking, Fillmore! I need not ask
how you have fared since last we met! One look at your face, tells the
whole story! The goddess of good fortune, must have smiled on you right
royally! I congratulate you most heartily! The fame of your exploits
here at Solaris, has reached New England! What a lovely village you have
made! And the farm too, is just delightful! To behold it, is well worth
the price of a long journey! Of course, at some convenient time, you are
to show me the farm, and tell me all about it."

"Thank you George, for your congratulations; You have surmised
correctly! I have been prospered, far beyond my most sanguine
expectations! At the proper time, I shall take pleasure in relating the
whole story for your benefit. Now, I am anxious to hear something
regarding yourself. Tell me, my dear fellow! To what piece of good
fortune, do I owe this unexpected visit? And, may I hope, that the
goddess you just mentioned, has been equally gracious with her smiles
for you!"

"It is a long story, Fillmore, and I can assure you it is not a pleasant
one. It seems a pity to mar your peace of mind by relating such a
miserable tale of woe! During the past five years, the unkind fates have
frowned upon me, and I have suffered much! In order to give you an
intelligent reason for my visit to Solaris, I must tell you of some
good, and many bitter things which have transpired, since we parted at
the hotel on Mount Meenahga."

"Really! George, I am sorry for your misfortunes! But surmising so much
from your preparatory statement, I now wish to know all that you can
consistently tell me. For the bitterness and suffering, you have my
sympathy in advance."

"Thank you Fillmore! I knew that I could rely on your sympathy and
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