Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1898-11-19
kill that turkey any time you want /,

Kill tnat turkey ANY Ume you want ~
killed."
He turned to the other boy and said
Thomas jefferson, you 60 out and
chop his head of when you get him
You'll find the Ak by the grindstone
It's time you boys learned to do such
things"
Thomas Jefferson disappeared, and
Mr.. Dassy peeped cautiously out OF the
window. Mrs. Daisy said not word
Andrew jackson and George Washing
ton were having good deal Of diff
Guilty in capturing the turkey. They
had at first tried to approach him and
pick him up as they had often done,
but something unusual In their man.
ner alarmed him and he walked oil.
After several attempts they gave up
and Andrew Jackson said: "We've got
to run him down. George" and they
both started after him. They were
good runners; but Noah was also q
good runner.
Around and around the barn they
went twenty times, the boys two steps
behind the turkey, who had his head
lowered. his wings tight folded, and
was taking steps quite as long as they
were. At last, however, the boys
gained little upon him.
"Fall on him, fall on him!" shouted
Thomas jefferson, from the grind
stone. Andrew jackson fell forward
on his face, with George Washington
ON top of him.
But they counted without their host
Noah was not there; with fierce
beat of his wings he shot out, and then
sailed away to the top OF the lone tree
There .he stood up and uttered de-
fiant gobble.
"Hear that!" cried Mr.. Dnssy, in q
rage. "I'll fix him now!" and be
snatched down his rifle from the wall
"Now you put that gun right back,
said his wife. firmly. You know per.
fectly well II you shoot at him SO far
of that you are liable TO wound him,
and l won't have him suffering. Wait
till morning, when you can gel
up close to him and shoot him right
and so he'll never know what hits
him."
Mr.. Daisy snorted once or twice and
put up the rifle.
II was just before the first sign Of
dawn next morning. The house wa.
dark, and the only sound to be heard
was the sharp rush OF the wind
through the pine.
Suddenly there came In the morning
stiffness the jangling gobble OF Noah
No ole heard II. Then II came again
louder.
Mr.. Dassy half awoke and said:
"Consairn that turkey" and turned
over. There was another gobble; Mr.
Daisy half opened his eyes and saw q
strange !igh, playing on the ceiling
and then one OF the boys began pound
ing furiously on the stovepipe, and
shouted excitedly from above:
Fire! fire! There's a prairie fire
coming! It's right on US; it's got in
side the firebreak!"
In TWO minutes the entire Dassy
family were out fighting the approach
ing fire. II was long hours work
But the grass had been grazed on and
trampled down, and at last with much
beating OF brooms, shovels, pieces OF
boards and old blankets they subdued
The 40 mae opd eavad ,ha;. 81 n ole n 4, 4
buildings. Then, tired but happy. they
returned to the house.
II was then too late to return TO bed
and Mrs. Dnssy got breakfast. After
they had eaten they sat around the
stove for an hour. The sun was well
up. Noah was walking about cautious
~ outside. carrying his head high and
still somewhat alarmed. After awhile
he gobbled. Mr.. Dassy arose and took
down his rife.
william Henry" said his wife
sharply, ''what are you going to do?'
"What am I going TO do? Well.
reclaimed I'd take q turn along the
edge of the canyon and see II | couldn't
knock over jack-rabbit. To-mor
rows Thanksgiving. Do you think We
can have Thanksgiving without c,
fresh meat?"
Then he went out.
II was the next day and they wen
all gathered round the table. Mrs
Dassy's brother from Sand Lake wal
with them. He looked at the blue plat
ter and said: "'Pears to me, william
Henry, that's a powerful queer-look
ing Thanksgiving turkey you've got
I'll bet a dollar there amt any wish
bone In It,"
you've hit II right, Hiram" re
turned Mr.. Daisy. "our Thanksgiving
turkey amt much TO brag OF, bu
we've got a right smart heap o.
Thanksgiving. Hear that rascal Noni
gobbling out there! l tell you he'i
got the clearest and the musicales'
gobble of any turkey in the whole
pesky worldl"-Hayden Carruth, II
You'll s Companion.