The Lake Charles echo. [volume] (Lake Charles, Parish of Calcasieu, La.) 1876-1898, 1878-07-25
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4 His father smiled at TOMS business
/ like way, and thoughJt to himself, well,
II ] am teaching Tom good lesson, that's
fact. He'll get tired enough OF his
bargain before spring, but it will do him
4 good"
Tom filled his hand .cart with the feed,
Il and tying the rope around Glover neck,
started again to carry her home. d don't
know what the people along the road
Thought to see the calf going back and
4 forth so often. But Tom didn't care.
4 He went straight on and carried the cali
TO Bessie's door.
"Here she lis, Bess, and here's enough
| to feed her one week, anyway, and I'll
see that slie has enough all winter, unless
4 get sick, and i don 'tfeel very sick now.
Don't catch me backing out of this
scrape. No street"
/ All winter Tom was up betimes in
the morning, fed and watered the cattle,
groomed the horses and did whatever was
required. He carried Olover's feed over
every week or two, and never once COM.
planned. His father watched him Curl
ousIy and every week congratulated him
self on the good lesson he was teaching
| him.
| At last spring came. The tender grass
began to sprout, and Glover could keep
| herself from the pastures and meadows
The farmers were all blowing and har~
rowing, and getting the ground ready
for planting. Everybody was busy, and
| in a hurry, as usual. Mir. Moore was
! improving, but was still very weak. His
affairs looked very discOuraging to him,
and his depressed state of mind did much
to rstard his recovery. He had bought
the farm where he was living only the
spring before, after the planting season
was over, expecting 10 earn enough by
his trade, that of carpenter, through
the following seasons 10 enable him to
buy seed and to Thoroughly plant the
whole place in the spring. Instead of
that, he was taken sick soon after he
bought it, and had been Obliged to sell
his stock to get money to live upon.
And now, right In the busy season, when
every hour seemed worth a day at any
otlier time, he was sick, with no money
to buy seed or the necessary farming
implements, or to hire the needed help.
With his mind overwhelmed with dis
enlargement, ne sat one evening, in the
doorway of his house, and looked hope
lessIy on his still unemployed land. AT
tine same time Mr.. Thys0n was riding
slowly along, having made an unusually
good trip with his meat, and was review
ing in his mind with great satisfaction
the prosperous condition of his affairs
AS he passed he saw Mr.. Moore sitting
there, and noticed that he looked very
pale and worried. A feeling of sympathy
took strong hold of him, and he was.
tempted to stop and have talk with
him, but those fields waiting TO be
plowed and sown spoke to him so plainly
and reproachfully that he concluded he
would only bow and go along.
81 am sorry for Moore" he said to
himself; THAT is q TACT I'D be glad to
give him lift, but 1 have got my own
family to look out for. If 1 had always
given way to my feeiingsI wonder where
j should be now. On, no! no! 1t will
never do Mop
But as he drew up TO his own house,
the sight of his broad acres 40 carefully
planted, and the neat, Thrifty appearance
of the Surrounding did not give him the
feeling of satisfaction he was enjoying
before he met Mr.. Moore. As he went
into the kitchen where his wife was
getting supper, he said, CHANGING out of
the window at Tom, who was having a
irolic with his dogs
at does me good to see Tom playing.
He has had q hard winter of it, But i
am glad let him 90 through it. 1t has
taught him q lesson he will never forget,
guess"
:" Yes, i think very likely" gently
answered his wife; shut i have thought
many times, father, that Tom was teach
ing a more important lesson than the
one he was learning. But come, supper
is ready"
She then stepped to the door and call
ed Tom, and the subject was not con-
timed. As Tom came in breathless from
play, his father said:
"1'hat is better fun than working
fCIever's board and carrying it over to
her, isn't ita"
eyes, sir. But i am afraid if Mr..
\ Moore doesn't hurry up and plant,
\ Glover will be marching back here in
\ spite Of me, next fall. 4 wish j was q
rich man. Tibet I'D make things looE
4 different toverthere.'
4 Mr.. Thyson made no reply, but finished
his supper, and went out into the yard
where he stood cleaning on the fence ap,
pearently in deep thought. AS Bill. his
head man on the farm, came along, he
stopped him, and they had q quiet talk
4 together.
Meanwhile Mr.. Moore had gone into
his house, utterly unable to throw off the
gloomy Thoughts which filled his mind