The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1875-09-23
Time for The Parson toCuss
The Rescue of Big Jack Small
. Swearing in a Good Cause.

Sketch in the Overland Monthly.
The camp to which Big Jack Small'l
freight was consigned was new one
and Of course the last days of the trip
led the team over newly broken roads
which fact increased the labor Of Mr.
Small, and gave to his face and Ian.
gnage somewhat serious expression
During tho last day . drive before com.
ing to camp, the road was particularly
uneven, and On the down-grade caus.
ed the long, high wagon boxes to reel
to and fro like boats at sea. Often the
wagons. despite the strong friction OF
the bowling brakes, pressed upon the
cattle and crowded them upon each
other en- masse. Then again the hind
most wagon, in making tarn, en-.
croached 60 far upon the inner side Of
the circle that the brake must be let
up to avoid sliding further and oyer
turning, as rolling wheel slides less
than q wheel which is locked. -~.
On one of these sideling turns, on
the brink of shallow dry watcr-wash,
Mr.. Small was compelled to stop his
team to prevent the overthrow of the
rear wagon. As he proceeded to re-
lease the brake, which on this particu-
lar wagon had its lever low down, and
between the forward and hind wheels,
the wheels, from the slight move they
made after being released, settled the
wagon just little, but far enough in
its nearly poised position to turn it
over suddenly, before Mr.. Small could
hy for safety.
Mr.. Sighal had been anxiously aud
prayerfully observing, from the rear
of the train, the attitude of things. He
heard sndden shout, a crash, and
then all was client and Jack Small in
visible. The unconscious cattle stood
quietly in the yoke: Mr.. Signal ran
wildly from one side of the wagon to
the ether, endeavoring to discover
some clue to Mr.. Small, while the In.
dian walked gravely up from the head
Of the team, where he had been sta
toned to keep it in check, and stolidly
observed, pointing to the PROSTATE
wagon, "Uhl one um wagon heap
ketch up Big Jackl' e-
Mr.. Signal looked in the imper-
turbab!e face of the Indian. the Indian
looked into the face of Mr.. Signal, aud
they beth looked at the wagon. Then
the Indian sat Down on the hill side,
and Mr.. Signal stood pale and sad,
turning his hands nervously through
each other, vainly trying to determius
what to do next. Suddenly he called
the Indian, and began actively unload.
ing the unfortunate wagon. with the
intention, as he aherward explained,
OF lifting it back by hand which feat,
considering its great size and weight,
was nearly as far beyond the available
power there present as to lift the
whole load.
While thus hercely engaged, and
urging the Indian to increased exer-
tisn in the same direction, he heard
voice as Of enc crying from depths:
"Oh, thank God, my dearMr. Small,
you still live!"
"Yes, sir. hahn t dead yit."
care you seriously injured? And
do tell me what to do, Mr.. Small"
"Guess not. Pm down here in the |
holler, but it's mighty close quarters
like fishin' worm under board. Ef
the wagan box dent settle down on
me reckon I'm bout all right. |
What're doin' parson
"Unloading the wagon, Mr.. Small"
"H-ll That hain't no use. Git the
couplin' chains from the other wagon |
but chock the wheels fust-pass 'em
roun' the box from end to end, bout
quarter way down from the top: then
bring the ends together on the side O.
the bsx. Sabe?"
81 hope do, Mr.. Small"
''Then take five yoke o cattle and
another chain an extra chain more'n
what would do TO hitch up for COM
mon with drive the cattle roun' to
the other side O. the wagon, and pint
EN- straight from across the road /;
hitch that extra chain into the chains
on the wagon, then hitch the cattle's
chain to that extra chain. Sabe 2"
IL think l do, Mr.. Small"
"When yer git that done, holler to
me. Don't hurry. Work right ahead |
as though there wasn't nothin' wrong"
"The parson, conscientiously, yet
with much misgiving, went about his
trsk, and when he had all ready, and
the cattle strung out Fat right angles
with the roa l, he stepped up to the
prestrate wagon, and, turning as one
who hstens down q well, he shouted: |
"Mr. Smalli" ~ s-G1 a>F
"Hullo-OW
81 believe I have done as you told
me-"
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