The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1881-03-10

byes Obpys Dyo3
Hushaby, babyI
Now the day Is done.
See, the shadows gather ~
The door OF dreamiand M a. % open stands.
The III little ss stars rss have sw ses their lamps.
To guide you in your way.
Bye, baby, bye!
Hushabye, baby!
Close your little eyes.
Sleep Is standing DER thee,
Waiting for her prize. u, .H |
She has sweetest dreams to give thee,
softest arms which viii infold thee.
Yield thee quickly to her charm.
-- -EUa Brunch. In Christian Union.
A "RIPPER." ao-4
"It's nothing on earth but a pair of
bobs. We've rigged that kind of thing
need is q couple of sleds and plank"
"Yes, Rod, and when you've done it,
they won't steer worth q cent" '."G5a
''Yes, they do. Dig your heels in"
"Stop your sled just so much every
time you dig: A rudder's just as bad.
We've tried en- t@
s'So've we, Court Hoffman. guess
there wasn't ever anything much start
ed on your hill till after we'd showed
you how, over on ours"
'You never showed anybody how to
make ripper like this" r1a a
'.RipperP Well see about that"
There they stood looking at Court
land Hoffman's new coasting machine.
He was the undoubted leader Of the West
Hill coasters, as Rodney Sanderson was
of the East Hill boys. s..-..r5
The new ripper was beauty, and
had cost some money. 1t was, as Rod
said, a pair of bobs, with plank on top
to held them together. There was
room on it for half q dozen boys, and
more if they packed. and it was hand
| somely finished. The one thing about
it that no boy in Cuzco Center really
believed in. except Court Hoffman, was
the steering gear.
This was a half-wheel, as wide as the
| sled, mounted on the front bob, on an
axle that went down through the
plank; and the idea that when you
turned that wheel the front bob would
turn too, and the ripper be steered by
it. was too much for anything. Some
of the oldest men in the village had
shaken their heads at that sled, and
Squire Sanderson himself had re-
marked to Deacon Rogers, They
didn't spile the boys with any sech nom
sense in our day, Deacon" daeE
Cuzco Center bad two hills, one on
each side, and they were tremendous
affairs. The older people believed they
were put there so as to have valley
between them for the village to stand
in. but the boys knew exactly what
they were really for, especially in win
ter, and when the coasting was good.
The main street ran through the mid
die of the valley and the village; but il
failed to make fair division of things,
for the river ran q crooked parallel with
it short distance eastward. 1t was
the glory of the East Side boys that the
river ran through their ground-6sh,
bridge, and all-but it cut off the lower
end Of their long coast from the hill
road. No sled in Cuzco had ever
reached the bridge. however, so it was
Just as well; but the West Side boys
told wonderful stories of the distances
they had buzzed over on the half-mile
level at the bottom of their hill. That
was what Court Hoffman meant, too,
when he said: .-...
"You wouldn't have room for 9
ripper on your hill. II you want to see
how one works, you'll have to come
over and look on. Give you ride. too,
if you think you wouldn't be afraid.
They go Just like lightning" ,..,a.
Rod Sanderson did not say anything,
but be looked up the road toward the
East Hill, and the high, white, snow.
covered ridge seemed to say:
"Look up here. There is as much oI
me as ever there was. You do youl
share, and we'n beat EN-"
Court Hoffman made two boys happy
by letting them drag bis ripper home
for him, and Rod Sanderson walked of
with an idea in his head.
"There'n be a moon tonight. Never
was better coasting. I'll just try it on. u
Part of that idea was now lying ovel
in his fathers barn-yard. in the shape
of an old weather-beaten, wornou
double-seated sleigh, with . ago0se-necl
front. 1t had been q handsome affair il
} its day, but it had not had any day Il
speak of since Rodney could remember
, 1t was drifted under now, and it took :
| good hour to get it out, even with th'
help of Put Willoughby.
"Going to make ripper of it?' salt
. Put, doubtfully. "The runners are al
right, but the box is on it yet. and tn,
seats"
"We'n put in buffalo robes an.
, blankets, and fix it fine" ..E.
"How on earth II you steer? Their,
. isn't any boy in Cuzco with legs enougl
to heel it for sleigh of that size"
..Pll show you. I'm going to rig /.
boom out astern for rudder. Stee
like ship"
"You don't sayr'
Put had good deal to say, however
when he saw Rod cut hole in the bacl
of that sleigh box, and shove through
, long pole with spike on the end.
"Steerp Of course it will. coul'
steer it myself. Only how on earth y
we ever get it up to the top of the Eas
. Hin?' .u q.
There might have been some difficult
.. about that, il all the boys ON that sid
of the main street had not taken tn
matter in hand. They were public
!, spirited lot, and they were all jealou
!. OF Court Hoffman's town-made, new
: tangled. fancy-painted gimcrack. The
knew it wouldn't work, and they sal
so, and they pulled and pushed at Rod
wonderful idea that evening until the
got it up the hill. Then they all got in
. or tried to, and the old ark looked NOR
! like pyramid of boys than anythin
, else. --s ..-s ~. -
It was a splendid moon-lit evening
,, and the West Hill boys were out, ever
, soul of them, and the best friends Coul
Hoffman had were half afraid b
wouldn't invite them to ride on his riE
per the first time. Then they wer
: more than half afraid he would. fo
they all knew Deacon Rogers had sal
there was no telling where that thin
would go if it once got well a-going.
II The valley, and the village. and th
river, and the East Hill would be
!. the way, to be sure. and that was soms
! thing; but the hill road was IS slipper
Is ice, and the new ripper looked MOI
.. like shark when Court Hoffman lfte
: it to show them how bright an
= smooth the runner irons were. e ts88
He showed them also how the who
worked, and declared that he coul