Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1900-02-08

would read in the papers: "A German
carrier, named Waldo Farber, was kill
ed through falling from his wagon, be-
ing instantly crushed under the wheel.
/ Deceased was supposed to have been
drunk at the time of the accident"
There are those notices in the paper
every month. sat up, and took the
brandy flask out Of my pocket, and
flung it as far as could into the dark
water. The Hottentot boy ran down
to see if he could catch it. 1t had sunk
to the bottom. l never drank again.
81 do not know why | kept on work
ing so hard for that master. | think
1t was as the oxen come every day and
stand by the yokes-they do not know
why. Perhaps l would have been with
him still, but one day we started with
! loads for the diamond fields. The oxen
were very thin now, and they had been
| standing about in the yoke all day
without food while the wagons were
being loaded. Not far from the town
was hill. When we came to the foot,
| the first wagon stuck fast. tried for
a little while to urge the oxen. but
| soon saw that one span could never
pull it up | went to the other wagon
! to loosen that span to join them on. in
| front, but the transport rider. who was
| lying at the back of the wagon, jump
ed out.
! g They shall bring it up the hill. and
/ il half of them die for it they shall do
it alone he said.
''He was not drunk. but in a bad tenn
per. for he had been drunk the night
/ before. He Swore ut me and told me
/ to take the whip and help him. We
tried for little time. Then told
him it was no use. they could never
do it. He swore louder and called TO
the leaders to come on with their
/ whips and together they dashed. There
was one OK. Il black on. SO thin that
! the ridge Of his backbone almost cut
] through his flesh.
lit is you. devil. is it. that will not
pull? the transport rider said i will
show you something He looked like
! devil.
He told the boys to leave off tios
| ging. and he held the OK by tho horn
and took up round stone and Knock
/ ed its nose with it till the blood came.
/ When be had done. they called to the
oxen and took up their whips again.
and the oxen strained with their backs
bent, but the wagon did not move an
inch.
sf, 10
IN help you.
"Ilp took out his clasp knife and ran
1t into the leg of the trembling OK three
4 times up to the hilt. Then he put the
i knife in his pocket. and they took their
4 whips. The oAen.s tanks quiyered.
4 and they feanied at 4lae mouth. Strain
1 ing. they moved the wagon a few feet
forward, then stood with bent backs
i to keep it from sliding hack. From
4 the black os's nostril foam and blood
were streaming on to the ground, 1t
4 turned its head in its anguish and look
ed at ME with its great starting eyes.
4 1t was praying for help in it's agony
and weakness. and they took their
i whips again. The creature beloved
oul oAoOhs IL tIiVtS 10 Il SOu, IL w 40
/ calling to its Maker for help. Then u
stream Of clear blood burst from both
/ nostrils. 1t fell on to the ground. and
1 the wagon slipped back. The man
walked up to it.
"sYou are going to lie down. devil,
are you? Well see you don't take it
too easy
1.-THE thing was just dying. He open
ed MS clasp knife and stopped down
over it. do not know what l did
then. but afterward know had him
on the stones, and was kneeling on
him. The boys dragged me off. | wish
they had not. left him standing in
the sand in the road. shaking himself,
ard | walked back to town. took
nothing from that accused wagon, SO
| had only Q shillings. But it did not
matter. The next day got work at q
wholesale store. My work was to pack
and unpack goods and to carry boxes,
and l had only to work from 6 in the
morning till 6 in the evening, so had
plenty of time.
II hired a little room and subscribed
to library, so l had everything
J needed, and in the week of Christmas
holidays went to see the sen. l walk
ed all night. Lyndall. to escape the
heat, and little after sunrise l got to
the top Of a hill. Before me was a
long. low, blue. monotonous mountain
walked looking at 1t, but l was
} thinking of the sea I wanted to see
At last wondered what that curious
blue thing might be. Then 1t struck
} me it was the sea. l would have turn.
ed back again, only ! was too tired.
wonder if all the things we long to
see-the churches. the pictures. the
men in Europe-will disappoint us so
You see. I had dreamed of it so long
When l was little boy, Winding
sheep behind the 'kopje,' l used to see
the waves stretching out as far as the
. eye could reach in the sunlight. Ny
. sea! Is the ideal always more beauti
! full than the real?
II got to the beach that afternoon
and l saw the water run up and dowI
on the sand and saw the white foam