The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1892-12-13

" neat and trim fence, and q
large two-stOrv frame farm dwelling
could be discried in the distance. II
was freshly painted white, and had a
wide veranda extending entirely
around it.
There said my new found friend,
That is Uncle Sandv's place. and a
trimmer one can not he found in thi.
township The praise was well mer.
tied, and the sense of relief it gave me
to know that in few moments / would
be sitting on that veranda in the re.
treshing shade, made me feel ten per
cent better, even at the thought.
We were soon beneath the shade of
the veranda, and my new friend led
me around TO the breezy side of the
house. where Sandy was mapping in a
big ea>tlake rocker. his feet resting
upon the veranda railing. Going up
to him Familiarity. my friend slapped
him on the shoulder and he awoke
with start and dazed expression on
his face. This. however. quickly
vanished when he SAW who his dis
turber was, and springing from his
chair he graped his Young relative by
the hand while he murmured: "Poor
Fred, Poor Fred
After the greeting Fred took
Sandy aside and explained matters.
and presently they both returned, and
Sandy extended his hand TO me with
the remark: THAT you'll have to
excuse the untidines> of things about
the house, As my wife has gone to
Valley Falls to celebrate the Fourth,
and has left me here all alone with
only old Nell, my cob for amuse-
ment, so | am kind Of celebrating by
high lonesome" Would YOU like
little of the stuff? AT this invita-
ton. which was cheerfully accepted,
my heart gave a bound of thanksgiv-
ing, for | was certain had made
favorable impression, and was good
for bed TO sleep in that night. Fred's
ewes also beemed merrilv, and ! was
certain he was as thankful over the re-
suit as / was.
Sunday was one of those big good
natured mortals who went by whims
and spells: who, when he was good
was too good, and when he he was bad
he was too bad. But there was such
a warmth of feeling about him. that
any one for whom he had taken
fancy. he possessed that happy faculty
of making them feel fully at home,
from the very beginning of their ac-
quaintance. 1t was 30 in nv case, at
least, for l had not known him ten
minutes until / began to feelas though
he were an old friend of long stand
ing.
He had gone to the jug so often
during his thigh lonesome eele-
bration, that when he had
poured out the three glasses for our
Use, he discovered that the
jug was empty, and remarked, u
''Well, let us drink this up, and we'll
get some more"
We drained the glasses, and then
proceeded to the barn, where he
quickly attached old Nell to a spring
:eat wagon, and doing as he babe us,
Fred and l jumped in. We drove
about a half mile northwest from the
house, and reached the knob Of
hill, on the top of which stood one
solitary old oak tree. On the stump
Of broken branch of this tree there
hung a horn. Taking the two jugs
from the wagon, Sandy placed them
in hollow of the tree, and then TAX
ing down the horn he blew therein,
three peculiar blasts, and then rehung
the horn upon the limb. He then re-
the wagon, and As we drove
away he remarked, 1T would he
worth any mans life to 60 near that
tree after that horn had been sound
ed. except the person who blew the
blast. Even the blower must also
get out of sight for at least fifteen
minutes. So We will drive about the
farm bit. Everybody is away cele-
brating to-day but myself, and | am
glad YOU came Fred:-you and your
new 70 md friend.
The drive about the farm was de-
lightful. and everything was in the
best of order and under the best care
All denoted full and bounteous har-
vest.
Shortly he came up the hill again,
and perceiving that the position of
the horn had been reversed. we drove
up merrily and were soon on our way
back again toward the dwelling with
the two jugs which had been filled
with excellent whiskey. while we were
on the drive.
1t is needless 10 add that We made
a night of it. In the morning Sandy
drove lis to Valley Falls, and put us
on the train. with money i'm our