Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-09-17

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on the door of the room where they slept,
and then proceeded to the kitchen.
where he hastily swallowed bowl OF
cold oatmeal and milk, and then went
to the barn to saddle the horse he was
! to ride.
To his surprise the barn-door was
standing open, and the staple which
held the paddock was wrenched from its
place.
Like as not them pesky tramps done
this out O spite," grumbled the farmer.
60 wish to the land the hull O. 'em was
In the pen Tertiary for life. hope they
amt stole old Bet"
But familiar whinny from the mares
stall as he entered set mis- mind at rest
on this point; and he climbed the barn
stairs to throw down the hay for the
faithful creatures breakfast.
But scarcely had he filled the rack
when there was sudden rustic in the
; hay behind him, and with low cry of
exultation the two tramps to whom he
had refused lodging the night before
sprang upon him.
"You miserable. sneakin'-" he be-
gan, but the sentence was never fin
ished, for sudden blow on the head
sent him reeling backward, senseless,
and he fell like log upon the hay.
When he recovered consciousness the
sun was shining brightly through the
cracks of the barn, and it seemed to him
that several hours must have elapsed
since that sudden blow had stretched
him senseless. His hands and feet were
tied fast together. and ragged hand
kerchief had been used to gag him.
There was dull pam in his head, too,
and he did not feel sufficient energy to
make an effort to free himself He was
wondering in q disconnected, stupid
way how long he must lie there before
any one came to look for him, when he
heard the sounds Of wagon wheels COM
ing round the corner of the barn. Then
came Harry's voice, shouting to the
oxen, "Haw, Beauty; gee, Bright" and
the door Of the loft of the barn was
thrown open with a jerk.
"Gettin' in the hay as I told
EN- thought Jacob, and it
occurred TO his benumbad mind that
his boys never needed his watchfu! eve
and stirring voice to make them work.
They never shirked anything, either of
them.
Being only about five yards from them
he could hear every word they uttered,
though the immense mound OF hay that
lay between him and thedoor con-
cealed him from their view. He was
wondering how he could make his stu
alton known to them when he heard
Fred say:
q really mean it, Harry. The day
Pm twenty-one leave this farm forever.
II be wiling to stay, and would do
more for father than any one else if he'd
only appreciate what I do. But he
looks upon us both as mechanics, and
tries to see how much work he can get
out of us"
'He ought to have let us off to-day,
that's fact" said Harry, who was al
ways little more moderate in every
thing he said and did than his elder
brother. "He's rich enough to spare
us just one day.
"Lew Gibson belongs to a baseball
club, and his father gives him every
Saturday afternoon" said Fred CT
often wish L was in his place. Every
fellow we know will be town to-day to
see the fun, while we have to get in this
hay. And last year it was just the same.
L moved and you raked just as if we'd
never heard OF Fourth of July
"Father'l be sorry for it some day."
said Harry. 81 don't Lelieve he's ever
really thought of the matter impartially.
He was brought up to work. and he be-
lieves in work. Mother says that grand
father was just such another driver"
Why, old Bet must be in her STALL"
cried Fred, as sudden whinny sounded
from the interior of the barn. ct won
der what made father walk to Morris
town But don't know as I care.
Perhaps as it is so hot he'll get sun
stroke, and come near dying and see
then how he's treated us boys. I've
heard of such things"
Jacob Graves heard no more: for the
boys, having got in helhay, drove off for
another load. But he had heard quite
enough to set him thinking in good
earnest. And for wonder he was not
angry. The longer he had listened the
stronger became his conviction that his
boys were right; that he had looked up
on them as machines and worked them
to their utmost, and that his whole sys-
tenn OF management was wrong. Sup
pose Fred carried out his threat to leave
the farm when he was q? How could
the farm thrive without him? What
was he, Jacob Graves, working for if not
for his boys? And the thought that
they both wanted to leave him cut his
heart like knife. He remembered his
own boyhood. How cherries, how bar
rem of all joys it had been The recol-
lection OF the privations, the disaproint-
ments, the sorrows he had endured came
to him as it had never come since he
had left his fathers home. He, too, had
been anxious to strike out for himself,
to leave behind him the old home with
which be had no tender or loving asso-
Citations. And what had he done? I'm
Willingly unheeding, forgetting the les
sons of his own youth, for his own sons,
he had closed his eyes to all signs of re-
bellion, his ears to the gentle reproach-
es of his oyer-worked wife. He had fol-
lowed in the track of his father because
no other had been pointed out to him,
and now his boys cared nothing for him;
they were anxious for the dav to
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