Weekly independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1887-1914, 1892-04-24
Good Work.

arc tho compositions OF
the a grade, Of the intermediate
room, written under tho assumed
names OF C~rescentand Apple Blossom:
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF a HORSESHOE.
"The first that l remember OF my
life, is when 1 was about three years
old. l was lying down undor the
ground, rs | Afterwards heard people
call 1t. Oae day | beard some kind
OF "A noise, that seemed 70 DO CO nirR
nearer and nearer all tho time. Sud
deny, l felt some one give me a vic.
lieut. blow with "a PICK, which knocked
mc sense!ess.
l lay there in a stupor for some
hours, after which 1 recovered, aud
found myself in the miners hands.
He kept turning mo over aud over,
and looking ut me. l did not like
this 1T all but l had to stand il just
the same. lie then passed me around
so that all the rest Of the men could
see me.
l vas taken through a process,
called melting. At first / began -
think it WAS rather warm, but 1 soon
changed my thoughts for it was very
hot. L was ut last taken out and
made into II horseshoe.
a., One day when the blacksmith went
out Of his shop, some Indians came
Id and took, Us well ia myself, several
other horseshocs. They threw US at
sticks, fought over us, and did u mil.
lion other things, of which | could
not tell you. One night, thoy went
Oil aud left us lying around on the
grouad, which was rather dump, and
1 was afraid | would TAX. cold.
Very early the next norni.g a man
who was passing 10y happened to see
me, picked mo up and gave mo to u
blacksmith. BY and by, u man cane
in leading a beautiful horse. The
blacksmith, put the on one of this
horso's feet. One day, when the own
or Of lho horse vas out riding, l uamo
of OF the horses foot aud lay in the
road. Mother man cane alJug tho
road, and picked me up and gave me
To the same blacksmith. He mRda
mo into a little shoe, and put me on
aShetlaad pouy's foot.
After the snow came, the owner OF
the pony took all four oi us olf OF tho
pJny's feet, and gave me u IA black
smith, 10 whom | still belong. So |
here end the experience OF my life rs
l3ng as | have lived, aud il could, [
would t"~" ,. p-op inro the tuCuro and
tell you more"
JESSIE KEysER.
n WIND TOLD.
Wei, as you have asked for my
story, hero it is:
OF course l was once n baby, Just
hs you all were, aud my name. WAS
H,phyT. / played gently with tho
bamboo leaves, md could scarcely
move them. As | grew older l would
bow chiidren's hats Off, aud not let
them get them again, until they were.
all out of breath. Sometimes L
would blow in peoples faces; but they
did not mini il, and would say, "what
a nice, gentle breeze that is"
l did not like to be called Il ''gen-
tie breeze" and so that night | tried
to blow their fences down, but l was
too weak, aud could not succeed;
however, l p~ersevered, and tue third
night | blew down tho fences und
tore up tho young treos which the
farmers had just planted. ! was
proud that | had done such u grand
thing, aud hurried home TO tell my
parents about IL.
They we're greatly pleased that |
had shown my strength, but sorry
that had dono such IA selfish thing.
But they said that 1 should take u
journey, and that on the way we
would go through the warm countries,
and blow against the sniis OF ships,
and do all sorts Of good deeds 30 that
| might atoIo for what mischief |
hiid lone.
Whilo with my father and mother
| did right, but at length, much to my
regret, my parents died. ! fell in
with bad company, and finally we dc
cided 10 unite our strength and blow
over tho city Of Louisville, Ky. And
not only wore wo going to blow over
it but we we're going 10 DESTROY it.
| WIS the lendur Of the band, aud my
name was Cyclone. Tho OF
10y friends were all alike, but they
were only hard winds. The next day
tho city WAS laid in ruins
IA [ had used a great deal OF
strength in this effort. | began TO
grow weaker. got visor, the older
| became, and now, as my life is al
mDst cndo !, | am a s%urrowing aud 70.
poutant wind. And my moral to
younger winds Is this: Never DO
troublesome To those in your power,
instead try 10 do good, and you will
over DO glad OF IL.