Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

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WE BECOME A NATION Obediah. — Yes, sir. I brought my young brother, Jared, if you do not . . . Jared. — May I stay, sir? Squire. — You may stay. Now, Farmer Weeks, you will leave in a fortnight for Trenton. You will see my land agent, who wiU hand you over to General Putnam, with whose party you will go to Ohio. Here in this envelope are my instructions. Can you read ? Obediah. — {With quiet anger) Yes, sir! Squire. — Good. The General has hired three more men, who will assist you out there. You will be in charge. Clear about loo acres. . . . Dig a well. . . . Clear the springs. . . . Plan the best acres for habitation. . . . Observe what the soil will grow. ... I shall be out there in a few months. That is all. Obediah. — Yes, sir. Thank ye. I can’t tell ye what it means to be free of debt ... to hev my own place again in Danford fer Martha and . . . Squire. — Work hard. Good-by. Obediah. — Good-by. Jared. — Good-by, Squire. Sound. — Door opens . . . closes. Squire. — The best farmer in these parts. I’m sending him with the party to clear my land and determine the agricultural value of the soil. Bingham. — He looks bright. Squire. — As farmers go, yes, Bingham. — He is made of the stuff our country will thrive on. Squire. — What a man of sentiment you are, sir! Look, have you seen my miniatures? Remarkable paintings! I bought them from the Count de Vaudrac {board fade) of Paris. They cost me a pretty penny ! Music. — Up and out. 4S3