The Van Buren press., 1903-07-11


the brookside.
The bull paved dirt and roared,
and showed no disposition TO go
away. Owing 10 the notices on the
trees along the brook, the Scranton
man. | suppose, did not care to holler
for help, but, after being kept on
his perch for two hours by the bull,
whose patience was only equaled
by his fierceness, the fisherman eNI-
IDENTIFY concluded that he would pre-
fer getting caught by the farmer TO
being treed indefinitely by the bull,
for he began to yell for some one TO
come and rescue him. l had remained
among the berry bushes, but did not
feel equal to the task of rescuing the
man from the bull.
after quarter of an hour or so,
though, his yelling was heard by
Farmer Haywood's son jim, who was
on his way TO back lot, and jim
went to the aid of the treed fisher
man. The attention of the bull was
no sooner draws from the fisherman
by the approach of the farmers son
than the fisherman dropped down out
of the tree and made tracks for more
peaceful territory, without waiting to
be identified by the farmers son or
to give thanks to him for his rescue.
"The farmers son. with the inten-
tion of overhauling the trespasser
and marking him for future refer
ence as an exhibit in lawsuit start
ed on run after him. The bull
undoubtedly mad at Jim for spelling
its fun, pursued the farmers son.
"The trespassing fisherman got to
the fence and over it cnly a jump or
two ahead of jim, and tore down the
road. Jim would have overtaken
him all right, but just as he was in
the act of swinging himself over the
fence the bull came up, projected him
self against Jim just below where
his hind suspender buttons were, and
sent him clear to the other side of
the road, like some missile shot from
n catapult. Jim landed in the brush,
and by the time got down there and
helped him TO get himself together
and find the road, the Scranton man
was out OF sight. The bull was graz
ing in the lot, As If nothing had hap
pened.
"My time was up day or so after
that, and had to leave Farmer Hay
woods, and | was sorry. There
wasn't any great demonstration by
the folks at the farm over my going,
but didn't think anything of that,
of course, and, having made up my
mind to quarter myself at the farm
again this summer, and being up in
that vicinity last week, | thought |
would drive down and make my ar
rangements with the farmer for my
prospective stay.
"I was within n mile or so Of the
farm when | came to big black hog
lying in the sun at the edge of the
road He grunted la2ily as my horse
passed along by him, and his irdo-
lent content was so aggrayating that
| hit him cut with my whip.
"The hog jumped up, and with a
series OF loud snorts went galloping
down the road ahead Of me. His
appearance was formidable, and it
was not strange that horse draw
ing a spring wagon with man
bumped up on the seat, and coming
from the other direction, became
frightened at the noisy beast, The
horse reared up, and turned square
around in the road, upsetting the
wagon and It's contents In the ditch,
and then ran away down the road
at the top Of its speed
81 reined up, jumped out Of my
wagon, and ran forward to see how
the driver Of the runaway horse had
Jared. He rose from the wreck Of
the wagon, feeling OF his head, and
with yellow streaks OF something
running down his clothes, As drew
near him | recognized Farmer Hay
wood and immediately began to
rccollcct.
"Why, Farmer said I, has this
sort Of thug been going on ever
since
"rhe farmer recognized me, and 10
my surprise began to swear, and by
and by he roarcd outs
"'No, Il hain't been goin' on over
since' Eyerythln' has been as peace.
ful as lambs ever sence the day you
went away last year, and now you
only Jest show yourself in the neigh
borhood, and hoss o mine that
never SHE'D at Anythin' on earth be.
fore gifts scared at n tarnation old
black hog, spills mc In She ditch,
breaks my wagon, smashes more than
20 dozen O eggs ! was takn' to town
10 git store goods with, and then
runs away, and more than likely II
skcer Mandy and the folks to death
when he tears up 90 the farm and
stops-if he ever does stop, which
~ tarnntion doubtful, the way he is
goin', What you got 0g'in our folks,
anyhow"
"rhen saw heaps Of broken eggs
on the ground Farmer Haywood
had been badly mixed up with them
IN the tumble In the ditch, And be.
fore could dud words 90 express my
surprise AT the farmers greeting and
sympnthiae witk him, he rcsumcd'
"1f you're ,hinkin' o. stHyin'
around here he exclaimed, Jest fct
me know now, and I'll sell the farm
md move out west, cause there
won't he n critter left onto It, and lie
won't bp safe with our folks IL You're