At length came the day to move. A local truckman who knew Mr. Thompson well moved them for nothing. "You can do some odd jobs for me some time," said the truckman to Louis Thompson. "Thank you, I will--when I am able," answered the sufferer. A good deal of the pain had left Mr. Thompson, but he was weak, and to start to regular work was out of the question. Another friend took him to his new cottage in a carriage. He gazed at the old place in wonder. "Well, it certainly is improved!" he ejaculated. "We shall get along here very well." The moving was done early in the morning and by nightfall Randy and his mother had the cottage in tolerable order. The stove was set up and found to draw good, and the water from the well tasted fine. "Now there is one thing certain," said Randy, "Mother, come what may, we shall have a roof over our heads." "Yes, my son, and I am grateful for it," answered Mrs. Thompson. "Uncle Peter may be a hard man to get along with, but he has certainly helped us." The next two weeks were busy ones for Randy. Jerry Borden was true to his promise and not only did some plowing for the Thompsons but also helped Randy to put up a new fence, partly of stone and partly of rails. It was agreed that Borden should have the use of part of the little farm for pasturing, and in return was to give the Thompsons two quarts of milk a day and two pounds of butter per week, and also a dozen fresh eggs a week while the hens were laying. "That will certainly help us out wonderfully," said Mrs. Thompson. "Butter, eggs, and milk are quite an item of expense." "And that is not all," said Randy. "I am going to help Mr. Borden with his haying soon and he is going to pay us in early vegetables." The haying time was already at hand, and Randy soon pitched in with a will, much to his neighbor's satisfaction. One day Jack came to bring good news. His father had secured a position with an iron works at Albany, on the Hudson River. "It will pay him a fair salary," said Jack. "I am glad to hear it," answered Randy. "What will your family do, remain here or move to Albany?" "We are going to remain here for the present, but, if the place suits father after he has been there a while, then we'll move." "Have you learned anything more about the Bangses?" "Mrs. Bangs and Bob are on a summer vacation." "Yes, I know that. I meant Mr. Bangs." "He is in full charge at the iron works here and drawing a salary of eight thousand dollars a year. Father says he will run the works into the ground so that the stock won't be worth a cent." "Can't your father do anything?" "Not yet. But he is going to watch things. There was some trouble over a contract and he is trying to get to the bottom of that," continued Jack.