You know, sometimes things just doesn’t work out in love. The spark goes, the flame flickers, the fire dies – and love has a regrettable habit of fizzling out. There is a tall tale that a wealthy farmer in Lanark County grew tired of his wife– or was it married life, and decided to do something about it.
At one of the largest cattle auctions in the late 1800s, he decided to offer up his wife for auction to the highest bidder. Word was she was no longer happy with her husband either, and encouraged him to auction her off among the Jerseys and the Holsteins.
People scoffed and laughed at the idea, and soon the farmer decided to offer up one of his homes as well to encourage the sale. The seller also wanted to throw in the family–but the buyers rejected that idea knowing full well that laziness and tom-foolery ran amuck from the head of the household to the youngest. The auction ended with a recorded low bid winning the wife who happily went off with the winner. So who won the female counterpart of the unhappy family? No other than the farmer’s next door neighbour. Some people say marriage is like looking at a restaurant menu and then wishing you had ordered at your neighbours table. Wonder how this all worked out.
Have you read–“Sale” Fairs — Crops and Sometimes Fair Damsels