The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1905-11-26
The Two COLLINS
~ Hs-ekiah ButerwOrth


Indian summer to an old
farm. a day of real imp0r-
lance. II is when the hen
turkey returns 10 the home roofs and
dooryard trees from the fields. bringing
her flock with her.
This holiday parade takes place near
killing time" She approaches the
farmsread slowly and cautiously, and
n strutting is done the cock turkey
does 81 in the sunny air. The IRE Of
the sun seems falling in showers ia
those days. The air IS indeed as bright
as &c used 20 be in summer time. but
not quite SO warm. The air is still and
seems hollow. and occasionally a nerv-
Gus wind from the north rustles the
russell leaves
That night she rOosts her flock on the
ridgepole Of the cockl0ft or in one Of
the dooryard trees. The sun and moon
seem the same Gu that glorious day.
The moon comes mp over the sea ike
a night sun, golden and red, aud the
night turns into another day, not quite
50 warm as the sun days. but often
very warm.
Tt was very warm on the night OF
which have a story 20 tell The place
was a shipyard country house on the
North river, where a feet Of ships had
been built, and among them the Column
bia, which was a wonder. It was that
ship. commanded by Captain Kendrick.
that discovered the Columbia river
There had gone to work IN that IA
nous shipyard a giant Of a man named
Ruggles. he was a student OF natural
history, but he had never heard Of
how the turkeys came home I'm Indian
summer. He swung his broadax high
In the twelve or more hours OF bis
toll, and when be slept It was as a
giant sleeps.
The good woman OF the thrifty farm
kept boarders. and she had many now,
as it was the high tide o. the ship
building. When Mr.. nuggles came she
knew not how 20 accommodate him;
her beds were all full except one in
little room under the cockloft
"You are a six f0oter," she said to
the same Mr.. Ruggles, and something
over. I have but one bed left. and that
Is one that the chore boy used to occu-
py but you win have to make the best
OF it"
"And that I win, said the giant
He did. he slept fairly well, for
there was an east wind. That was the
night before the hen turkey came home
with an her feathery Aagnineence for
Thanksgiving.
There was no east wind on the fol-
lowing night after the lady turkeys
reglmental return The contented bird
ordered her dock TO roost on the ridge
pole over a little window under the
caves trough. which was powered with
WO0dbine turning red. The fOck was
so numerous that they crowded to
gether and said "Qultr' to each other
on getting settled into silence. but they
were arranged On q row at last and
the world was silent.
Mr.. Ruggles, Of the long limbs, went
20 his room. unconscious OF the com
pany on the ridgepole. The night was
very hot and the good woman had left I
the window open, after brushing away
the wasp nests and cobwebs.
This Is sitting" said be. after sink
ing down on his narrow bed. II can
not stand this Cramping bed. What
win I do3 win put my feet out Of the
window. There is no one 70 know"
So he stretched his great feet and
calves out Of the window. wide apart
under the caves trough and cool wood
bine, and gave a snore and was in OBJ
liVi0n
The turkeys were fattening. and
when The great SUMMON came up over
the sea they became uncomfortable.
and two young gobblers put their heads
down 60 look for a more easy adjust
ment and there il was. handy as il
could be-Mr. Ruggles' two feet and
ample supports.
one or them stepped down very care
fully and lighted upon AR Buggles'
ieg, just above the foot. ana gave
note Of satisfaction. The other follow :
ed the example. Mr.. Ruggles slept on. .
and the two gobblers were soon asleea 4
nnrahnH ON his Fsrar, T,.~r 81 - 3