Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-03-07
Naughty IA

Hi. Hi! Hi" shouted Luke Moore.
as has yoke of calves, Scott and Mac.
sped on over the hard wood-road with
their load of beech limbs on the little
sled. How they kicked up their heels
and pranced and shook their heads in
the brisk winter air! Luke could NOT
keep up with their nimble feet, and
grasped the yoke IS they galloped on
down the hill, waving his goad before
then noses to stop their mad career,
Tor not far ahead, atthe footo the next
hill, was another little team with it's
load.
But there was something the matter
with that. 1t stood stock-still. Per-
haps it was stopping to take breath.
But Macs head was up for a race, and
Scott's tail stood in the air.
Puff-puff! "Outof the road thete!!Y
AGAIN shouted Luke, leaping on beside
his naughty %runaways. Don't be-a-
pi-i-i-g!"
But Jo-ann won't go, She's laid
down again." shouted Lena back to the
on-coming teamster.
just then there was a crash. The
two teams had come together. The
sled lay down, the wood flew into the
air, and in half q wink AWAY vents Scott
and Mac across the snowy fields toward
the barn, scared half to death at the
racket they had made, and bawling
with all their might.
Huh! Fore I'd have such q steer
rs .that!" sneered Luke. "Ain't worth
arrow O plns-to lie down at the foot of
every hill"
But she amt o steer at all, luke
Moore!" protested Lena, in defense OF
her naughty Jo-ann, who lay content
edly chewing her cud, and seemed to
be thinking instead of helping her
mate pull the load to the top of the hill.
Luke jerked her by the guiding-rope
tied to her stubby horn, and Lena
cuffed her ears-not very hard, though
but Jo-ann shut up her big eyes and
kept right on chewing. She had had
cracked corn and clover hay for break
fast, and it made fine cuds. She liked
it better than pulling a heavy sled up
hill. Besides, it wasn'th her business to
drag loads. She would grow to be a
COW some day and give white, sweet
milk for the babies to drink and the
grandmas to sip in their tea.
/ don't know as that was what
Jo-ann thought, but she looked very
wise and would not bulge an inch, with
all their pulling and cutting.
What was to be done? Scott and
Mac had fed out of sight. 1t was al
most dinner time, and Luke and Lena
were hungry. But they could not
leave Bet and Jo-ann to come on when
Jo-ann got ready, for they might get
into trouble.
Luke was all out of patience, and
proposed Swapping q stout stick oyllo
her tail, but Lena would not hear ct it.
just then something bumped against
Lena's knee. 1t vas q big French
sweeting in her pocket, which she had
taken to the woods for lunch. T.
Luke dabbed it against Jo-ann's
nose. That brought her to her feet,
and ont whipped her long tongue to
seize it. But not a taste would thev
let her have. Luke went ahead and
held the sweeting about two inches
from her nose all the way up the hill.
and she had helped Bet pull the load
up to the top before she knew it.
How Luke and Lena laughed at
naughty little Jo-ann! They had a
mind to give the big sweeting to Bet,
but Jo-ann looked so penitent that they
forgave her and gave her half.
After that, whenever Luke and Lena
out to the woods with their
teams, they took along a pocket of APP
pies. They found that coaxing was
better than beating.-Youth's Com
pa,ai0n.
Didn't Want ANY New Medicines.