Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1907-10-10


adjustment loomed big and imposing
200 yards away, but that was no dis
lance at all to active foragerS such as
White Leghorns. Moreover. there had
been trouble before-troubie which
had left residuum of strained
relations between the big house and
the cottage. The cottage was almost
the Gattys sole possession, albeit there
had been a time when everything In
sight had been Gatty land.
Il don't know what to do. Susanna
would go look for them" Miss Gatty
said to the clothes post her sole sup
port and confdant. II suppose ought
to do 1t, but then how can /? Those
Ialors are SO new and so rich they'd
insult newly, they weren't even
afraid to be nasty to Susanna. Ac-
tually the woman told her she had no
business to keep hens If she couldn't
afford wired runs for them-as though
we hadn't n right to keep anything we
please on our own place But l do
wish they'd stay at home. And l wish
Susanna were here. That's selfish
She Is having n fine time at quarterly
meeting and, patience knows, she goes
seldom enough anywhere"
Miss Gatty was slender and pale and
pretty If she had turned thirty. She
had appealing brown eyes and slim
hands, taper fingered in spite Of house
and garden work. She loved the gar
den. Indeed, 1t had been her salvation
after she had worn herself to a shadow
wrestling with primary scholars. She
did not in the least mind hens there.
True. they scratched and pecked and
wallowed nightly, and her garden
was, in fact, chaotic. Flowers grew in
discriminatory cheek and iowl with
vegetables
Notwithstanding she understood how
aggraNating vagrant hens might be to
more orderly gardeners; also that with
Strawberries ripe the flock was a bosom
or destruction. Those at her feet, hav-
Ing eaten their breakfast to the last
grain, began straying lightly and as
they walked preening themselves.
Watching them narrowly. she saw sus-
picous scarlet fecllS upon more than
one white breast They had certainly
been ut the Labor berries. She put her
hands up over her head, thinking hard.
1t was g o'clock of lovely June
morning Birds sang riotously all
about. Miss Gatty listened to them
md said, noddmg her head toward the
hens 81 do believe all thi. comes OF
going against nature. If you had
brcods like the birds you'd be too busy
feeding them to 20 hunting mischief"
"Humph! They'd be worse than ever.
l say thank the Lord there are no
squalling keepers to whoop them up
If there were-well, I'd have to move.
that's all q gruff masculine voice said
behind her. Miss Gatty turned as
though shot. What she saw confront
Ing her evoked Strangled cry of dis
may tall man stood glowerlng at
her and swinging militantly a bunch
OF headless white hens. 1--WE brought
back your property, not being a thief"
ne went on. Now, let me pay YOU for
the satisfaction / had In wringing their
necks. Let me also warn YOU the rest
VIII 20 the same way as sure as they
cross my fence. Here, take the money.
II 80 Is not enough
VIII you please to go away-.in-
stantlyT' Miss Gatty said. actually
stamping her foot Keep your money
keep the poor chickens too. Maybe
they VIII pay some part OF your dam
ages
hanh you. But I'm not In the
poultry ine-uelther restaurants" the