The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1895-06-27
HE WATERED THE CATTLE.
They Were Grateful for His Effort, Bu
Their Owner Was Not.

They Were Grateful for His Effort, But
Their Owner Was Not.
A Kind Hearted Man lives in West
Indianapolis. The other afternoon.
when the heat was intense. he saw in
Field opposite his House, forty or
fifty Cattle, paving and believing
about Well, and evidently suffering
greatly from Thirst. This was more
than the Kind Hearted Man could
stand, for he did not like to see Dumb
Brutes suffer. He went across the
Road and pushed his way among the
Cattle to the Pump. They recognized
him as Friend in Need and Friend
Indeed, and they crowded against him,
pushing him against the Pump until
he was bruised and sore.
But this did not divert the Kind
Hearted Man from his kindly purpose.
He began pumping, and the half fam
ished Cattle almost trampled each
other under foot in getting to the
water. He could not pump fast enough.
The Sun beat down on his Head, and
the Precipitation rolled down his face.
But still the Kind Hearted Man
pumped on. The Cattle gulped down
the Water like Prohibitiouists drink
thin Lemonade at State Convention,
get full. Still the Kind Hearted Man
pumped on, and tried to think of the
days last Winter, when it was so Cold
in West indianapolis that the Oldest
Citizen could not lie about it. The
Whistles blew for the men in the shops
to quit work, and as they wandered
across the Fields they saw the Kind
Hearted Man pumping away, and the
Cattle drinking, as they winked the
other Eye The Pump squeaked, and
almost steamed, and there was look
about it as if to say: This is my busy
day''-but the Kind Hearted Man
pumped on.
But there is an End to all Earthly
Things. Along toward Night the Cat
tie finally had enough Water for once
in their lives, and as they waddled
away and left the Kind Hearted Man
still making few Spasmodic Jerks at
the wobbly Pump Handle-for he was
True to the Last-they looked kindly
back at him, as if to say: MY Friend
if there is ever anything in this World
that we can do for you all you have
got to do is to mention it."
The Kind Hearted Man trudged
YEARLY back to his home hot and tired,
but Proud in the Consciousness that he
had done A Good Thing. When his
Wife and Children found him he was
Sleeping in a Chair, with a Peaceful
look on his Sweat-Stained Face.
The Sequel came next Morning.
There is always Difference in the
Morning. The Kind Hearted Man had
call early from the Man who Owned
the Cattle-A Town Official-who
abused him Sore for what he had done,
and threatened to have him Arrested.
Il didn't want them cattle watered,"
said the owner. you mixed in when
it wasn't none of your business, and
it'll cost me a lot of money. l was not
goin' to water 'em until this morning,
just before | took 'em over to the stock
yards to be weighed before selling 'em.
Then they would have been nearly
dead for water, and would have drunk
enough to have helped their weight a
lot, and l would have got heap more
for 'em. Next time you water yourself
or the ducks, and let my cattle alone. -"
The Kind Hearted Man Sighed, and
turned YEARLY Away. His Kindly Eff
fort had not been Properly Appre-
ciated. indianapolis Journal.