The Lafayette gazette. [volume] (Lafayette, La.) 1893-1921, 1894-10-13

from the oven and set on the ~1oe
pantry shelf to cool.
A home-cured ham was gently sim
mering over tho stove. and tho twelve
| o'clock dinner was under way.
Farmer Grigsby sat modify await
| ing the coming meal, when Tom
| Grigsby dashed into the house.
Forest hres:' he shouted. Tho
fence has caught, an It's almost up to
the stack:
In a ro.uar I'll was confusion. Tho
farmer Seiaca * oade and rushed TO
| the rescue .,t i,is crops.
| His 'vlts and daugn Hers eagerly 1oi-
! lowe !, each armed Nth a stout cudgel.
| to .-s'st III battling with the devour-
| ire .IeIaent.
| r. ,v.s-l,s III r. had been . drought
! !esVi1,Z n.. grass and unde-brush as
DRY as .;rlt3er. The flames swept rap
i,,}y forward Rail fences and fallen
ai.us',>rrc.i crackled in the fierce heat.
. IsravesT the anxious family fought
FOR th.:y. possessions. only to be
| F,aSvud I'D driven back by the relent-
!e&s fees.
>.vc-.ome at last by exhaustion and
tes PAR. Farmer Grigsby dropped his
wen ION and groaned aloud.
The crops must go! he sighed.
h.,pelessly. 81 am ruined man. It
We can save the ole homeSteoo' AZ
= more'n expect.
ing shout was h card from the deserted
footpath, which led across lots"
keep a stout heart. neighbor. Wen
see you through!''
, Every eye turned in the direction OF
the cherry sound, to behold the stall
= wart figure Of Seth Stubbleheld hurry
ing forward, a stout spade on his
' shoulder.
At his heel. came his son Ben. carry
ing a long-hantled shovel, and follow
ing closely after him were Mrs stub
blefeld and Susan, the one bandishine
a rake and the other n hoe.
New strength was infused into the
, Grigsby family by this timely rein
5 forcement. and all hands fell to worl
! 20 ba fife the advancing enemy.
: The men. with their spades beat GU
u every fresh blaze made by the spread
ing danes. The boys tore down en-
1augered fences. and carried the rail
,sy,i of harms way.
he rake and hoe. in the hands of tn
ven. were used to good advantage II
,lra ling dead leaves and other debr1
ANY, from the line of the encroach
ing ire, and the girls brought waite
around in tin pals and handed dry
rsi;.,- .s.,u-1f-,'~ ~ the refreshing ele
irls-,>t &c &c thirsty ar,+ p&'~pirin
r.,f-}' ~, az los: -''''- s,s5-sis of,:lr f.
{. conquered. With 1Ir more ~erf,on
loss thar >h- .1-s&-1~'i.>r, - a ts'r- rod
of rnil fence.
AN We'll turn in an give We raj
splittin' to make them good volur
toered Farmer Stuhblefield.
'An' now your wheatstacks end hay
ricks is safe. neighbour, I reckon W
8. mays we'll be gittin' along" he added
hopping his face. eft you'd only
blowed the horn to let us know 20
10 was in trouble we'd a got here soone
Ia But. anyhow, the dangers all owe
"a now
s. Eyes, thank you, ole friend." a
n swered Hiram Grigsby, in stif1e
voice. II hadn't the right to exPe'
IS no help from you. after bein' so mea
as to ste you
a. ..pooh! pooh: I'd a been meaner
n pusley if I'd stood by an saw yo'
ms crops burnt up. An you done right
-. sue me. Id ought to keep My part
II the fence up" confessed Farmer Stu
nR blefield. eagerly. ''But.I'1l pay all IL
lie damages my cattle has dor.e in yo7
r. corntield. An I'LL
es 'Sou won't-you shau't! snterruE
ey ed Hiram. They hain't de,,,e no da,
no age. an won't hev a cent"
mt Here the worthy farmer brol
IN down. His feelings choked furth
utterance, and grasping the hand
Gu his late enemy, he gave 1t hear
III shake. which, was quite as heartily
turned.
en- III sell every hoof o stock on T
pe farm but what I'll keep 'em fre