Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1879-06-12
THE HERALD.
Voices OF the N,pbt


Ha,okeye, has won the everlasting
gratitude of the American people
by emitting the following: a
Mr.. Joskius selected residence
out On West Hill, because II was
such quiet locality. 1t is a rural
KIND OF Q neighborhood and all OF
Mr.. Joskins' neighbors keep cows.
And every COW wears a bell And
with an instinct worthy of the Peak
family each neighbor has selected a
cow-bell OF diffei ent key and tone
from any Of the others, in order
that he might know the COW of his
heart from the other kline of the dis
trict. SO that Mr.. Joskins' nights
are filled with music, and be has
learned 80 exactly the tones of ev>
cry bell and the habits of the GORE.
spending COW that the voices of the
night are not an pnintelligibIe Jar
gon to him. IL makes il much east.
er for Mr. J0skins, who is q very
nervous man, thar if he had to lis.
ten and conjecture and wonder nm
til be was fairly wild. AS 1t is,
when the first sweet moments of
his slumber are broken by a solemn,
ponderous, resonant,
'Ka-lum, Ka. lum, Ka.luml
Mr.. Joskins knows that widow
Barbery's old crumpled-horn is 90
lag down the street looking for an
open gate, and his knowledge is
confirmed by doleful 'ka-lum-pu.
lum ! that occurs at regular inter.
walls as the old orumple pauses to
to try each gate as che passes it, for
she knows that appearances are de-
ceitful and that boy can shut a
gate in way as to thoroughly de.
ceive his father and yet leave every
catch unfastened. Then when Mr..
Joskins is called up from his second
second dozs by q lively serenade
of
'To-link, to-link, lenk, lank. inkle,
Observation-Disclosures, kink,
kink L
He knows that Mr.. TROOPS
young brindle is in Mr.. Throstle.
waite's garden, and that Throstle-
waite is sailing around after her in
pair of slippers and night shirt.
And by sitting up in bed Mr.. JOS
kins could hear the things that Mr..
Throstlewaite is throwing strike
against the side of the house-thud
spat, bang, and the character of the
noise tells him whether the missile
was a clod. piece of board or a
brick. And when the wind down
the street is fair it brings with 1t
faint echos of Mr.. Throstlewaite's
remarks Then when the final
crash and tinkle announces that the
COW has bulged through the iron
fence and got away, and Mr.. JOS
kins turns over and tries to get
little sleep, and he is not surprised,
although he is annoyed to be arous-
cd bv sepulchral,
'Klank, klank, klank
He knows it is Throstlewaite's
old duck legged brown COW, going
down to the vacant lot on he COR
ner to fight anything that gives
milk. Anc he waits and listens to
the 'Klank, klank, klank,' until it
reaches the corner, and q terrible
din and medley of ell the cow.bells
on the street tell him the skirmish.
ers have been driven in and the &C.
ton bias become general. Ard then
from that until morning he hears
the 'tinkle, tankle, rankle,' of the
little red COW going down tho alley
to prospect among the garbage
heaps and the frankie tankIe, rapkle-
tankle,' of the shorttailed black
and-white cow skirmishing down
the road ahead of an escort of badly
assorted dogs, and the 'tinkle. de.
ding, tinkle-de-ding. ding, ding of
the muley COW that goes along the
sidewalk, browsing on the lower
limbs of the shade trees, and the IN.
cessant 'mo.ov-oo. ali ah' of the big
black COW that lost the clapper Out |
of her bell, and has ever since kept
up an unIntermittent believing TO
supply its loss. And Mr.. Joskins
knows all these cows by their bells,
and he knows what they are doing
and where they are going And al. |
though il had murdered his dreams |
of quiet home, yet it has given
him an opportunity to cultivate
habits fan intelligent observation,
and it has induced him to register
vow that if he ia ever rich enough |
to keep nine COWS trained to sleep
all day so as to be ready for duty |
all night, he will live in the heart of |
the city with them and make them
wear four bells apiece just for the
pleasure of his neighbors.