“WillOlafbethere？“
Mrs。Ericsonwentontakingouttheashes，andspokebetweenshovels。“No；Olaf’swheatisallin，putawayinhisnewbarn。
Hegotsixthousandbushelthisyear。He’sgoingtotowntodaytogetmentofinishroofinghisbarn。“
“SoOlafisbuildinganewbarn？“Nilsaskedabsently。
“Biggestoneinthecounty，andalmostdone。You’lllikelybehereforthebarn-raising。He’sgoingtohaveasupperandadanceassoonaseverybody’sdonethreshing。Saysitkeepsthevotersingoodhumour。Itellhimthat’sallnonsense；butOlafhasaheadforpolitics。“