The plowing-match was good fun, and I enjoyed it even more than I had expected. The men “kidded” me a good deal, and gave me a cheer at the end (I don’t quite know whether it was for my work or my costume) and I had to pose for photographs, and a moving-picture man even followed me about for a round, shooting me as I turned my prairie stubble upside down. But the excitement of the plowing-match has been eclipsed by a bit of news which has rather taken my breath away. It is Peter Ketley who has bought the Harris Ranch.