The Newark journal., 1908-07-10

sponded 1T SeHy did not.
 "Sef-Seffy, did anysing occur?"
 Seny faltered guiltily a moment
 Yes" he said, then briefly, some thing always occurs"
 "Sef-Seffy, but about the pas ture-"
 Seffy started the mare.
 ''Whoa!" roared the old man again, with the same result But he did not laugh this time. He sat on the handles of his blow and regarded his son. He was vaguely disturbing
 Say" he began ominously, you didn't git sot out?"
 ''Uhu," answered Seffy.
 ''What! Why, you durn-"
 But then he laughed.
 Shiny hat no good ?9
 Seffy said nc.
 Nor the diamond, nor the hair grease, nor nossiag2 Oh = gosh-a'- mighty! Gee-wo-way!"
 But before they met again, his gaiety had given way to an immense disappointment. The tragedy of the situation had prevailed with him, too. Seffy sullenly kicked a elod to pieces. His father looked off toward the coy eted pasture and sighed. It was a superb piece of land And it had never looked fairer. The sun was on it's velvet green-the sun of the morn ing. A few thickgirthed, wholesome oak trees punetuated it. stream y1 chewing in the water and swishing amiabiy at the flies The fences were intact It would have been a delight to the eyes of any farmer on earth. The old man sat on the handles of his blow until 1t all got in his head once more.
 It's nice field, sef-Sefy," he sighed. T nefer seen no such clofer And she's a nice gal. 1 nefer seen no such gal, bose nice. Oach! they be- long together. Well. gee-wo-way. They belong to us!"
 They always stopped for a word when they met The next time the old man said, quite caressingly:
 Come we're, Sefi
 lie patted one plow-handle, which Seffy took, while he took the other He thoughtfully pulled the boys shirt into place.
 "Sef," he said, tell me about it. I'm sorry I laughed! But l lofe that pasture and you lofe Sally Let's not be fools, but git em. expect you feel little bad. But mebby you'll feel better if you talk about it. That is the way wiss me, l know; when anysing occurs l like to gabble about it-and go and do it again-better." He let his hand rest kindly on Seffy's shoul- der. To this his son responded.
 T fell asleep" said Seffy, snifling ominously.
 "Of course" said his father, with movement of his hand. That's right
 Seffy was amazed-and comforted. T expect I snored-'
 "Er-yas-you do snore, Sef. Fiery body does. It's the Lords fault, l ex- pect."
 Tn nice cheer"
 "Yas-you oughtn't "a set in no nice cheer, Sef; somesing uneasy is better
 Didn't wake up till daylight"
 Where was you then, Self"
 Tn the cheer-Sal-Sally's cheer" The words stuck pitifully in his throat.
 Vas" said the old man. looking away, 'I don't blame you, Sef."
 Tt was a pasteboard thing-like tom ombstone-pinned on my bosom
 'Vat," cried his father-the "w would become W" in cases of sudden emotion.
 "Pasteboard - tombstone." Seffy's head dropped in shame With things printed on it-'Sephenijah P. Baum gartner, Junior, Went to His Rest. June 10th, 1871. in the goth year of his age. Gone Not. But Forgot-Read Backwards 7"
 His father stiled laugh It was an old trick to him.
 "What-what did you do then?" he asked in as matter-of-fact voice as he could command
 "Sneaked home. It was daylight"
 Gone not, but forgot-read back wards, hah?"
 He couldn't quite make it out. That was new Spffy helnad hin,