Henry was an office worker in a big city. He worked very hard and enjoyed traveling in his  holidays. He usually went to the seaside, but one year he saw an advertisement in a newspaper. "Enjoy country life. Spend a few weeks at west hill farm. good food., fresh air, horse riding,Walking,fishing, cheap and interesting." "This sounds a good idea," He thought. "I'll spend a month at west hill farm. I think I can enjoy horse riding, walking and fishing. They'll make a change from sitting by the seaside and swimming." He wrote to the farmer. In the letter he said that he would like to spend all of July there. Then on the first of July, he left for west hill farm.But four days later, he returned home. "What was wrong with west hill farm?" His best friend, Ed, asked him. "Didn't you enjoy country life?" "Country life was very good," Henry said. "But there was another problem." "Oh. what?" "Well," he said, "The first day I was there a sheep died, and we had roast mutton for dinner." "What's wrong with that?" Ed asked. "Fresh meat is the best." "I know, but on the second day a cow died, and we had roast beef for dinner." "Lucky you!" "You don't understand," Henry said. "On the third day a pig died and we had roast pork for dinner." "A different meat every day," Ed said loudly, " And you are ing!" "Let me finish," Henry said. "On the fourth day the farmer died, and i didn't dare    stay for dinner!" How did henry find out about the farm?
He saw it in a newspaper advertisement. His best friend told him. He wrote to the farmer. Maybe he learned it from the radio.