Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1890-04-04

Have ye seen the wheat To day Net.
tie, he asked oue night ns hr rose from
upPrr
No. TIN l aiu had time
"Wen. take timo noa Let- go aud
look at it, '
She threw au old hat on her head-r"u
my hat-anJ looking almost pretty IA her
thin. sad way. went out with her husband
to the hedge.
"Ain'tit grand. Neuie' Just look at
/ iu~
1t was grand Level, ruasct here and
there. heavy headed, wide as lake, aud
full Of rmultitudinous whispers aud CLEANS
of health it stretched away before the
eazers like the tabled field of the cloth of
gold
ooh, think hope Wen have good
crop, Tim; and OH how good the people
have been to us!7
Yes; don't know where we'd be To-
day if it hadn't been for Council aud his
wife
They re the best people in the world
said the little woman, with great sob Of
gratitude
'Well be in The field on Monday, for
sure said Haskins, gripping the rail on
the fence as il already at the work ot the
harvest
The harvest came bountecus, glorious
/ but the winds came and blew it into tan
! Giles, and the rain matted it here ana there
/ close To the ground. increasing the work
of gathering it threelold
oh, how they toiled in those glorious
days Clothing dripped with sweat, arms
aching filed with briars, fingers raw and
! bleeding. backs broken with the weight of
heavy bundles, Iaskins and his man toiled
on. Tommy drove the harvester while
/ his father and a hired man b0und on the
machine. In this way they cut ten acres
! every day, and almost every night after
! supper, when the hands went to bed Has
/ lins returned to the field and shocked the
bound grain in the light of the moon.
4 Many night he worked till his anxious
wife came out to cali him III 10 rest aud
| lunch
/ At the same time she cooked for the
men, took care of the children, washed and
1 ironed, Ihilked the cows ut night, made
! the batter, and sometimes fed the horses
and watereG them, while her husband kept
at the shocking. No slave in tho Roman
galleys could have toilcd SO frightfully and
| lived, for this man thought himselfa free
man, and that he was working for his wife
and babes
| When he sank into his bed with 4 deep
/ groan of relief, too tired to change his
/ grimy, dripping clothing, he felt he was
! getting nearer and nearer to "A home of his
own, and pushing the wolf of want a little
further from his door
There is no despair so deep AS the dc
| spair OF homeless man or woman. To
roam the roads of the country, or the
| streets OF the city, to feel there is no lod
| OF ground On which the feet can rest, to
hale, weary. and hungry outside of lighted
windows, and hear laughter and song with
in--ihese are the hnngers and rebelions
| that drive men to crime and women to
| shame.
1t was the memory of this Loneliness,
and the fear of its coming again, that spur
red Timothy Haskins, aud Nettie, his wife
! to such ferOcious labor during that first
year
M, yes; IN, yes; tirst-rale." said But
Ter, as his eyes took in the neat garden.
the pigpen, and the well filed barn yard.
"You're gitn quite stock 'round yer.
Done well, eh'"
''Yes, I've laid out a good deal of mon
oy during the last three years I've paid
ont three hundred dollars for fencing"
''Um-h'ml ! see" said Butler. while
Haskins went on:
''The kitchen there cost two hundred,
the barn amt cost much in money, but I've
put lot oftime on it. Pge dug new
well, and I"
yes, yes, I sect You've done well.
| Stock worth thousand dollars" said But
ler picking his teeth with straw.
About that" said Haskins modestly.
we begin to feel 5 if we wuz gitn home
for ourselves; but we've worked hard |
tell ye, we begin to feel it, Mr.. Butler, and
we're going to begin to ease up purity soon.
We've been plannin trip back TO her
folks after the fall plowins done"
Eggs actly" said Butler, who was
evidently thinking of something else. Il
suppose you've kline o kalkalated on stay
ing here three years more~
'Well, yes. Fact is / think l kin buy
the farm this fall, il you'll give me a rca-
sonable show"
'Um-m! What do you call Il reasonable
show"
''Waal, say quarter down and three
years time.
Butler looked at the huge stacks of
wheat that filled the yard, over which the
chickens were futtering and crawling,
catching grasshoppers, ana out of which
the crickets were singing innumerably. He
smiled in peculiar way as he said, "oh, L
won't be hard on yer but what did yer ex-
pect to pay for the placer
| ny, ABOUT Nlldt y gu oiltItu IL lbI DC
fore, $2500 OF possibly the $3000,' he add
ed, quickly, as he saw the owner shake his
| head.
''rhis farm is worth five thousand and
five hundred dollars" said Butler, in a
careless but decided voice
What" almost shrieked the astounded
Haskins. What's that Five thousand3
Why, that double what you offered it for
three years ago"
'of course; and its worth it, II was all
run down then; now its in good shape
You've laid out fifteen hundred dollars in
Improvements, according 20 your own
story
But you had nothing to do about that.
It's my work and money"
"You bet it was; but its my land"
But what's to pay me for alI}'
"Ain't You had the use of 'em,' replied
nutIer, smiling calmly into his face
Haskins was like man struck on the
head with sand bag; he couldn't think,
he stammered as he tried to say: ''But--I
never get the use You'd rob me. More'n
that, you agreed-you promised that
could buy or rent at the end of three years
at"
That's all right But | didn't say