The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-06-10

unmistakable astonishment. sWhy,
man, / won't have shearing enough to
last week.
"Oh, yes" I replied, "shearing on
small scale, understand.
'sSmall scale |" he repeated with en-
phasis. How many sheep are you used
to shearing in the spring 2"
ooh, that's all right" I replied,
coolly. ssOf course you will not shear
as many sheep in the spring as In the
fall" And here commenced to whistle
an unknown melody.
:sYoung man, said my companion
savagely, g did you ever hear of shearing
sheep in the fall 2"
Without paying any attention to this
pointed question, ] asked /:
How much will you month pay for
a farm hand, generally %
Well, I'll give you about eight dol
lars month, and feed. ("
[ gave prolonged whistle, wondering
what I would have to feed, but not dar
ing to ask.
:" What do you say, young man, do
you hire?''
] didn't exactly understand him, but
SAID - yes SG .OuC0
We arrived at the farm little after
dark, and at ten o'clock got into bed
between two burly farm hands, and soon
dropped to sleep to the music of quacking
geese, barking dogs, and my two bed
fellows snoring an accompaniment In
the morning, or rather In the night, at
half past three, I was aroused from shear
ing sheep by the man behind me rolling
over me and standing on the floor. When
was able to speak said:
"Who's sick?''
No reply.
Where's the freq
"No foolin', young man., was the
gruff reply. g. You'd better be tumbl1n'
out. or you'll miss your breakfast.
| During this speech the speaker was
| jumping hurriedly into his pants and his
boots.
"Well, you're hungrier than / ever
was, although I've often been In need
of a square meal. But I think | would
have to be pretty bad off before l would
hurry as you do.
But ere I had finished my audience
was half way down stairs. l rose and
leisurely put on my clothes and went
down stairs, guided by piece of tallow
candle sputtering in an old dirty lantern.
When I landed in the kitchen I found
i the farmer, his son, and two hired men
standing before bench, CD which was
about half a dozen lanterns similar to
the one in my bed-chamber. was as
tonished. Gould it be possible that these
dirty lanterns were productions OF the
farm?
sHere's your lantern, young feller,'
said the "boss," as / heard the two men
4 call him.
| I took the profcered production, and
in solemn silence we marched through
the back door in single file, and wendell
our way in the direction Of the barn:
the boss taking the lead, the two hired
men next, and the author calamity bring
ing up the rear.
[ thought this strange way OF going
to breakfast, but said nothing. was
not thoroughly awake, and, as we were
thus marching along, [ fell into sort OF
a doze. and dreamed / was on d railroad
train and the men beforenne were my
brakemen.
ssAn aboard p Ishouted, swinging my
lantern above my head.
suddenly became aware OF my mis-
take / had struck the next man. In
front of me on the nose, and, strange as
it may seem, he was without doubt
dreaming the same thing as / was, think
ing himself conductor also, for he
turned toward me and said something.
I could not tell whether it was g all
aboard y or not; anyhow, he swung his
lantern in such way that it struck my
head, and the lantern was smashed to
atoms.
What's up?" I said. care we off
the track 3"
He made some remark about uncoup-
ling me, but as I was no hand to debate,
I turned and followed the train, while
my brother conductor went back to the
station to procure another lantern and
return on the next train.
[ will not relate what TRANSFERRED while
at the barn, but let the reader guess we
did something by saying that after two
hours work we returned to breakfast,
which consisted chiefly of cold turnips
and fat salt pork, with nothing to drink
but black coffee without milk or sugar
When breakfast was over we again re-
paired to the barn-this time to shear
sheep. They were all huddled together
in small pen near the barn, where they
had been put the night previous. Q The
boss and I got into the pen for the pur-
pose of catching and handing out to the
two men, who were to carry them to the
barn.
On getting in, I was cautioned to look
out for the old ram. But I was not
afraid. I determined not to catch the
old ram, and thus remain unhurt. But,
alas for human nature, how sadly was
I deceived. For wonder, my first at
tempt to catch a sickly looking lamb was
a success. / picked him up in triumph
and started to where the man was wait
ing, but on the way my burden became
FESTIVE. So I put it down in the center
/ Of the non and stn0nnd fnndlv over 1t to