The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-01-20

| II he really has gone crazy This was
very thoughtful Of the colonel, and the
neighbors appreciated it.
Just as the procession, armed with
burbanite gate, the doctor drove up in
| a sleigh. as4Ss
Mrs. Barry telephoned me I'd bet
ter come over at once What's up:"
he exclaimed
| They told him.
Huh! Wait. till get some bromide
for him." he said. "I suppose he's
been working too hard"
Il suppose Papes won't publish any
thing about this Tomorrow" said the.
retired minister, referring to the news,
paper man.
"of course not said the colonel
promptly. But, doctor, suppose you
let Putson CaWles take youf sleigh
and drive down fosthe station and ask:
him, from the park, not to say word
about it. for his wife's sake. You won't,
need your trap for some time and
Cawles can drive. back and keep your
horse from catching cold" y
"All right said the doctor; and hav-.
his place to the broker. who drove
away in the direction Of the station.
The others mean thine prepared to con-,
tinue their naTche6f mercy, only now.
the doctor and retired minister went
first.
They turned thescorner of the house
| and stopped Before them moved a
cloud of snow. outEof which came the
noise that none of them could mis-
take-the noise of lawn mower. The
| neighbors stood aghast 1t all seemed
uncanny. What was it? Was it real?
The cloud of snow approached the
procession and when within few feet
of the head came to a halt. AS the
cloud subsidized from the midst of it
appeared by degrees the face and fig
ure of Mr.. Suburbante.
'Hello!" said that gentleman breath
lessly.
/ "Hello!" replied the procession as one
man.
Whats the matter?" asked the col
onel, pushing his way between the doc
tor and the retired minister.
Matter? Where?" cried Suburban
lite. There's nothing the matter here.
Look here, SUBJ" said the colonel
kindly, but firmly, "what are doing
with a lawn mower to-day?" And he
laid his hand on Suburbanite's arm.
Lawn mower! Lawn mower be
smashed" cried Suburbanite. This Is
no lawn mower-at least it isn't one
now; it's my new rotary snow plough!
L
err and have been trying it here before
using it out in the street. How did
you know was trying ito
I'VE heard it, said the colonel.
Naturally suspecting that there
could be only one reason for a man
using lawn mower after a snow
storm said the doctor, slipping the
bromide bottle into his coat pocket, we
came prepared for anything. Now We
yot,f 70 1yro hoy thn nv i'm
works"
Suburbanite explained his machine.
First off, he said, Il put longer
axle to the cutting blades so that the
ends might extend beyond the bearing
points, and on the ends of the axle
put rotary knives. Now, as l push the
machine the knives just chop the snow
up and throw it out of the way. At
least, that's what they should do. but
as matter of fact they just throw
it into the air right in my face: ! got
the idea of knives or the ends of the
axles from my history of England;
the ancient Britons had knives on their
war chariots, you know; but / guess
they had them on differently from
mine. because they couldn't have driv-
en- the chariots very fast if all the
pieces of the enemy were thrown into
the drivers faces as they ploughed
through the ranks of their foes"
II think better thing would be a
hay chopper said the produce dealer.
Put a hay cutter on runners and push
it ahead; the snow would slide into the
hopper and pour out at the other end"
"Get your feet wet" muttered the
colonel.
That's the trouble with this thing"
confessed Suburbanite, sadly, but
then, you know. this is an experiment."
he added, more cheerfully
Not bad idea,' said the retired
minister. Now, if you could take off
that roller or, better STILL run a hot
water pipe into it. so that the snow
would be melted as you moved the
lawn mower along, l think it would
prove feasible. How do you find it
now?" he asked.
It's little heavy" said Suburban
lite.
Let me try it." said the colonel,
elbowing Suburbanite out of the way.
The committee watched him as he
pushed the machine a yard or two.
THE idea is all right he announced,
when he had got his breath. 1T needs
development. You ought to have mex
haustible oil pans here and here,
SUBJ pointing to the machine with his
shovel The retired minister took the
machine then.
It's just as Barry says" he remark
ed, as he wiped his face. Now, here .
waving broom, IF this cutting knife
We're at an angle to the longer axis
of the machine, the snow would be
thrown off to one side, and not into
the operators face. Still, Mr.. Subur
banite, it's good idea. l shall be in
terested in seeing it worked out.
The doctor had been trying the lawn
mower while the retired minister was
talking. and put in with Sub, OLD
man, put spikes all over the perimeter
of the roller, the way they do on a
steam roller then they would prevent
the machine from slipping backward
and would tear up the snow and make
it easier for the knives to handle it"
with your permission, Mr.. Subur-
banite," said Lieutenant King, who did
not know the inventor so well as the
others, and when he had made his es-
say, he suggested:
That's all very well as far as it
goes, but why not use a larger size
and hitch a horse to it?'
You forget. SIR said the colonel,
that horses are not allowed in the
park"
Now | don't agree with King"