Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1898-11-17
! that turkey any time Jon want y

kin that turkey any time you want N
killed"
He turned TO the other boy and said:
Thomas Jefferson, you go 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 ont of the
| window Mrs. Dassy said not a 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 OF.
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, fail 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 a de-
FAINT gobble.
Hear that!" cried Mr.. Dassy, In a
rage. Iii fix him nowi" and he
snatched down his rifle from the wall.
Now you put that gun right back, -
said his wife, firmly. You know per-
fectly well if you shoot at him so far
of that you are liable TO wound him,
and won't have him suffering. Wait
till morning. when you can get
up close to him and shoot him right
and SO he'll never know what hits
him."
Mr.. Dassy snorted once or twice and
put up the rifle.
It was just before the first sign Of
dawn next morning. The house was
was the sharp rush of the wind
through the pine.
Suddenly there came in the>morning
stiffness the jang1ing gobble of Noah
No one heard it. Then it came again,
louder.
Mr.. Dassy half awoke and said:
"Consairn that turkey!" and turned
over There was another gobble; Mr..
Dassy half opened his eyes and saw
strange light playing on the ceiling,
and then one of the boys began pound
ing furiously on the stovepipe, and
shouted excitedly from above:
''Firei fire! There's a prairie fire
comiEgi It's right on US; it's got in
side the frebreaki"
In two minutes the entire Dassy
family were out fighting the approach
ing fire. It was long hours work.
But the grass had been grazed on and
trampled down, and at last with much
beating of brooms, shoEels, pieces of
boards and old blankets they subdued
the flames and saved their stacks and
buildings. Then, tired but happy. they
returned to the house.
It was then too late to return to bed
and Mrs. Dassy 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 rifle
William Henry" said his wife
sharply, what are you going to do?"
What am I going TO do? Well. I
reckaned I'd take turn along the
edge of the canyon and see if couldn't
knock over a jack-rabbit. To-mor-
rows Thanksgiving. Do you think we
can have Thanksgiving without any
fresh meat?"
Then he went out.
1t was the next day and they were
all gathered round the table. Mrs.
Dassy's brother from Sand Lake was
with them. He looked at the blue plat
ter and said: Pears to me, William
Henry, that's a powerful Gueer-look-
ing Thanksgiving turkey you've got.
III bet a dollar there amt any wish
bone in it."
you've hit it right. Hiram" re-
turned Mr.. Dassy. Our Thanksgiving
turkey amt much to brag of, but
we've got a right smart heap of
Thanksgiving. Hear that rasca! Noah
gobbling out therei ! tell You he's
got the clearest and the mus;calest
gobble of any turkey in the whole
pesky rld!"-Hayden Carruth, in