The Red Cloud chief., 1889-03-15
TWO FORCED HOLIDAYS.
How Jim Poulder Learned the
Great Blessing of Work.

II amt goin' ter stand this any longer.
They's jes' wOrkin' me to death, an there
aint no use or helm q white slave ~furever.
HIN old enough. ! guess, to hev somethin' tor
say bout what l shall do. Yes, I'm
cOmin'" raising his voice to . shout.
"Thct's tho way tits. Fl I amt a-workin'
an strainin' an workin' every minute, an
Amt les whar they want me-, there's q CALM
an a-fussin' bout my ~laziness an Of I never
worked at all 1t jes' Amt rightw
With slow. awkward steps, the speaker.
an ovcrgrown lad Of fifteen years, moved
from the bank Of the brook, where he had
been resting, to . large clearing In the for
est, where his axo a coat had been thrown
down by the aide Of . cord Of wood.
The soliloquy was merely the natural cx-
precision OF the thoughts that had been
coursing through the boys mind. a. he lay
dreaming on the grassy sods before the
sound OF his fathers voice had disturbed him.
The sudden interruption Of his day-drcam
trritated him. and h probable thought
that he would be reprovcd for his actions
made his lot ssem harder than il was.
"Ain't you got them logs piled up yetr'
was what he heard, as he shambled acruss
the open clearing TO where his father stood.
Hero ! camo up from t'other c~leariu,.
'spcctin' you'd be ready u help me with this
ERE team. an you Amt half through vet.
Its too provekin' for any thing, Jim, the
way thot you put me Out!'
Mr.. Poulder looked very much ANNOYED.
. he removed his hat fcr an instant. and
moppod b Precipitation from his brow
with . quick, jerky movement Then h
jammod h - HE bead again, and looked
toward ho half SATISFIED work Of his sou.
Jim. meanwhile. calmly leaned against tho
trunk OF . largo tree. debating within his
mind whether or not il was not the proper
moment to Inform his father Just what be
had been thinking Of.
There was ~ element CT romance In this
lonely farmers boy. and n he looked 1t his
father, no flattered himself that he was n
hero. He had already confessed to himself
that hc was . white slave-a phrase that he
had cullod and momorixed from . dime novel
that had been lent TO him BY oLe Of his
6oyish playnateA
II WAS true thai, like all farmer bows. he
had been brought up 70 work, and although
his father We sometimes . little strict with
him. compelling him 70 do his allotted task
when no had attempted 70 shirk il Jim
Powders lot was not harder thar thai OF
hundreds Of other boys In the country.
There seems 70 b . time In all boys lives
when they become dissatisfied with their
surroundineA and long for some sensation.
or change In the daily routine Of duty. This
time had arrived for Jim Poulder, and. -
IN excus for his indefinite longing for
something. he complained that too much
work had always boon given him since 10
VA able 70 handle . hoe or axe.
Jim was not . discbedient son, but loved
his father and mother. and considered il .
punishable crime to crcss either Of them by
word or deed. Yet sometime he felt lonely
and restless on the mountain side. and be
often thought that his work would not be
half 70 hard II he had o companion. About
his Only recreation was found In the woods.
cunning, or idly fishing in the small brook
that flowed across his fathers farm. He
bod left his work for . lev minute 70 in
dulee In this pleasure. when his father came
upou tAe soeae. and Il was partly . guilty
couscicnce r~cproving him that made the
boy - irritable and cross. and put him into
such . defiant poaitieu toward every one.
SFnther. RI tired Of work." be finally
hroke oct after his father had been staring
n tn fellod trees Tor some time.
Mr.. PoulAer tnrDed his heed quickly
tov,rd his -. and surveyed I'm wonder.
INV for few secoads withou: speaking.
nSss eyss droVped hrsore thcse OF hi
S.ahcsss snA . sligAt blush stole into his
tanned cheekA
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