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Edward and his wife had never seen that much money before. To them thirty dollars a month spelled affluence. Pauline immediately insured her life for five hundred dollars and in addition took out a burial policy. Edward said that he didn't want to bother with insurance for himself; he would help Lena with her payments.
[They?] built a porch to their house and bought a new iron cook stove. They hired a relative to help them tend the five acre farm. “Big Ned” was big Ned then, indeed. He actually bought a pair of pajamas - the called the garment “jammers” - and instead of smoking cheroots, he now purchased five cent cigars.
The major kept Edward on the jump. He made him help with the plumbing and the carpenter work around the place. Edward swore ignorance but tried his best to follow instructions. He minded the cows, he burned grass, he set out pecans and fruit trees. On Sundays he took the major's friends fishing. He would not fish himself - that he declared was a deadly sin - but he consented to row the boat, bait the hooks and show the anglers the best drops. Monday morning early, he was back in tho major's yard, a shovel in one hand and a pickax in the other.
Pauline was an expert cook. She could cook the flakiest rice in Seaside and the most succulent oyster stews, and she knew all that was worth knowing about frying fish and making lighter-than-air biscuits. She was scrupulously clean and would immediately