Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1907-06-29
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by SOPHIE SWEET
Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
by SOPHIE SWEET

lived much fornenst each other, as
they were wont to express it, In a
lane which led to the river from the
main street of Beaverton, and were
usually on the friendliest and most
neighborly terms. They possessed
the same tastes and aspirations, and
husbands who had been TO school to-
gether in the "ould country, and
were still warm friends, never falling
out, and tRking the greatest enjoy
ment in each others society. They
were thrifty people, and each owned
cozy little house and barn, garden
patch and bit pasture where
tidy COW fed in the summer.
Moreover, the McGraths' Henry, q
freckle-faced youth who filled the i'm
pOFtant position Of grocer's clerk in
the village, was sparkling the
O'Shanes' Rosy, a slip of a girl with
the bluest eyes in the country. So,
take it altogether, the relations be-
tween the two families were uncom-
monty delightful, until Mrs. O'Shane,
possessed by the spirit of the new,
lost all interest in her hens and
ducks, and sought turkeys as a solace
of the mind and a filler of the purse
ANY hin could bring off clutch
Of turkeys, Shurre, n aisy enough,
too, n niver know they didn't be iv
her own koind," she remarked to Mrs.
McGrath, in whose own breast she
had aroused the same desires. At the
end of the next year both DANES were
the proud posseSsors of two especial
iy fine gobblers: each gobbler had two
prim, notified wives, and each wife
trailed with her about the fields
melancholy half-grown flock, whose
plaintiVe peeping filled the early
autumn dusk with sadness and woke
the fresh, rosy mornings to tie same
tune
The TWO cocks were as much alike
as two peas. Tt was difficult to tell
them apart until Mrs. O'ShaHe discov-
cred one day that her own lad as
she called him, had bit ev holler in
his back, and the feathers on the
crachure'S back were less tick than
those of NE lad over yonther"
Every morning, while the mists
were stin hanging over the river, both
1ocks of turkeys filed out rolf the lane
in stately procession en- route to the
sweet mint-smeIlfng fields, the COB
blers at the head, solemn and grand,
and every twilight they marched back
again in the same manner.
But, alas, one unhappy night, only
one eobbler returned, and Mrs.
O'Shane and Mrs. McGrath each
claimed that one as her own.
1t happened most unfortunately that
q dog belonging to a party of boys
was rushing through the lane at that
moment and mischievousEy dashed
at the flock, and as Mrs. McGrath eT-
pressed il, the gObble was that dis
thraeled and pit out Nv his moind Wild
the fright, that he turned IN at Tire
nearest path, the crachure, and the
nearest path was forninst ittsH
O'Shanes' hack door, bad cess to it,
A gloom settled upon the little
neighborhood and "a fierce war ragged
between the two DANES. The ihus-
bands, peace-lovtng, non-partisan
cronies as they were, were forbidden
to speak to each other. Mrs. Distances
imminent son-in-law was shooed from
her door, when at twilight his healz
and feet led him as usual toward the
object of his affections, the Dlue-eye6 /
Rosy.
"Qoman alive, why don't yez Tue /
afther settlin' this unforchinf1e affair
wild the gobble someway," spoke Mr.. !
McGrath, and not be thryin' to SAFE |
the gobble that do be at the O'Shanes |
all the time. Mike says he haven't |
hts supper last night till most bed
tonne, because his wife have to
sthand guard over the crachure. I'll |
not sthand this quar'lin' an fightin' !
ony longer. The t'ings got to be sit
tied in some way The jedge is your \
old masther and Mike n mesilf both |
wurruked fur him in tonnes past, N
a good man he do be, wise as a abbey |
owl, and just as the saints THIN
'silves''
II niver will" exclaimed Bfddy, but
she knew very well that she would do
so in the end. for though Teddy was
an awful quiet man, when he die
-sphake, he named it, and somehow
or -anither, body mad tc do just as
said, whativer."
That night when Mr.. McGrath re-
turned from work he announced that
the judge would be greeable ef the
two ladies would bring themselves and
their witnesses along wild 'em to his
barn at nine o'clock in the morning.
Biddy stormed awhile, but was
ready at the time appointed. Wit
nesses who would swear that the re-
gobbler belonged TO her were
hard TO find, but she seized upon the
"felly that peddled horse-radish," who
was pretty sure, by the expression of
the villains countenance, that he was
the one that had such marked objec-
tons to his red sweater that he flew
onto his back one morning, clawing
and swearing az the top of his voice.
Then there was a boy who lived by
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