The Savannah morning news., 1902-06-01

seemed to be reached when Mr.. VIE
grant refused them permission to cross
/ the meadows to reach the Neck, where
they were practicing hard for the next
| football season.
Not one of the eleven believed for
an instant that the breaking down of
the fence would settle the matter. They
understood too we'll the stubborn ma
ture of the man. So several days later
they We're prepared to find the fence
patched up again.
1--WE won't rush it this time" re-
marked The captain of the team, but
we'll see who can get under or over it
first"
Once more the ball was kicked in a
curve over the topmost rail, and the
eleven boys made a mad rush for it.
tThey climbed over and under the fence,
and wriggled through holes an be-
tween pickets that seemed too small TO
accommodate a lad of 5.
The whole eleven were in the mead
ows and racing for the ball, when sud
denly WIN. Comforts loud voice shout
ed warning.
Get back to your line! Get back to
your line!"
They were so accustomed to obeying
this order that, like trained soldiers,
they made a simulateous rush for the
fence, without understanding the mean
ing of the warning. 1t was we'll that
they did, for suddenly there rushed
down upon them an enormous black
bull, with fire of fury in his eyes.
They were over the fence none too
soon. One of the last over was helped
by the horns of the ugly beast, which
scraped his legs in an angry flourish,
and then butted heavily against the
board fence.
There were eleven frightened football
players when they finally faced their
!, enemy, with a six-foot board fence be-
tween them. The bull, disappointed,
was believing and paving the ground,
indicating the condition of his temper
better than words could.
"Whew! That was a good rush."
said Wilson, the heavy center. I'D
like to have that bull on our tackle
line when we play Beardsley school
team. Wouldn't we make it hot for
them?"
Nobody laughed at this, for all We're
too much excited over their narrow es-
cape to see the humorous side of 1T.
That's a dirty trick of old VIE
grant," said one of the players
"A beastly trick, you mean" chimed
in Wilson. Yes, tbs beastly trick
Well pay old Wiegrant back for this,
Some of lis might have been killed.
That bull should"
Somebody interrupted by starting the
chorus:
"Wiegrant! Wiegrant; Wiegrant!
Then the righteousness of the song
seemed to strike the singers and they
did not finish. 1t was Wilson who add
ed with laugh
II guess he can keep us out as long
as that bull is there"
Nobody attempted to deny that, but a
council of war was held Immediately
on the fence, in the very face of the
believing, paving enemy. To empha-
size their feelings the young warriors
occasionally hurled stones and sticks
at the angry bull, which did not paci-
fly him in the least.
For full hour they considered the
situation>and then adjourned the meet
ing until Hnother time For week the
bull problem occupied so much of the
attention of the team that little prac-
tice was had. No scheme appeared sat
isfactory and the bull, with Mr.. Vie
grant in the background, held the
/ camp.
Every time they passed the fence
!, they spent some time in worrying the
bull, throwing stones at him, and
shooting arrows from bowgun at his
tough hide. But the bull on such oc-
casions withdrew to a safe distance
and waited for the boys to climb over
the fence. They never yielded to this
temptation, except to show the animal
that they could get over then back
again before he could reach their sides.
Tormenting the bull, and singing col
lege songs, in which Mr.. Migrants
name was strangely and peculiarly
mixed became monotonous after a
week, and gradually the matter lost its
interest. The boys diligently walked
the three miles around the bend of the
river, and played their football on the
Neck without interference.
One day they were coming home as
usual, tired with the days practice.
and a little out of orts at the prospect
of three-mile walk, when by cross
ing the meadows they could shorten
it by more than two-thirds.
IT wish old Migrants bull would
turn on him and give him taste of
his horns" one of the boys remarked,
as they approached the board fence.
Eyes, 'twould serve him right"
grumbled another. There's the old
man, now, in the meadows"
The boys peered between the lower
boards. Mr.. Wiegrant had stopped to
pick up something, and while his back
was turned to them the bull had grown
suddenly alert and active. With head
down the animal made rush for the
STOPPING man.
Though only a few moments before
several had expressed a wish that the
bull would attack its owner every boy
was now climbing on the fence. and
shouting frantically:
Look OUT Look out! The BULL
Mr.. Wiegrant the bull!"
The cry startled the angry bull so
that his speed was reduced somewhat.
but when the man turned to face him
he renewed the charge. Mr.. Wiegrant
saw the animal and tried TO run, but
the bull struck him and flung him into
the air. He rose six feet. and then
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