The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1908-07-04
"sef-sefy. but about ths pas.
Seffy started the mare.

"sef-seny. but aoout the pas.
| ture-"
| SefYy 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 plow and regarded his son. He
was vaguely disturbing.
Say" he began ominously, "yov
/ didn't git sot out?'
| "Uhu," answered Seny.
What, Why. you durn-"
| But then he laughed.
shiny hat no good?"
| Se1y said no.
Nor the diamond. nor the hair.
grease. nor messing? 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.
Se1y sullenly kicked a clod to pieces
His father looked OF toward the GOV.
| eted pasture and sighed. 1t was a
superb piece OF land. And 1t had
never looked fairer. The sun was on
| its velvet green-the sun OF the morn.
ing. A few thick-girthed, wholesome
oak trees punctuated IL. A stream
laughed through it. Goodiy COWS stood
chewing in the water and swishins
amiably at the flies. The fences were
| intact. 1t would have been q delight
to the eyes OF any farmer on earth.
| The old man sat on the handles OF his
/ plow until 1t all got In his head once
more.
It's a nice field, Sef-SeHy," he
sighed. Il nefer seen no such clofer
And she's a nice gal. l nefer seen no
such gal. bose nice. Oach! they be-
long together. Well, gee-wo-way.
| They belong to u.s."
They always stopped for . word
when they met The next time the
old man said. quite caressingly:
Come yere, Sef."
| He pat,ed one plow-handle. which
Seny took. while he took the other
He thoughtfully pulled the boys shirt
| into place.
''Sef," he said, tell me about It.
I'm sorry l laughed But lofe that
/ pasture and you lofe Sally. Let's not
/ be fools. but git EN-. l expect you feel
little bad But mebby you'll feel
/ better II you talk about it. That is the
way wiss me. | know, when Anys!ng
| occurs l like to gable about it-and
/ go and do it again-better." He let
/ his hand rest kindly on Se6y's shoul.
der. To this his son responded.
Il fell asleep" said Set1y. snifning
| ominously.
"Of course" said his father, with a
| comforting movement Of his hand.
That's right
Setfy was amazed-and comforted
Il expect l srored-"
"Er-yas-you do snore. Sef. Efery-
body does. Its the Lords fault, l ex-
pect"
In a nice cheer"
"Yas-you oughtnt a set in no
nice cheer. Sef; somesing uneasy u
better"
Didn't wake up till daylight"
Where was you then. Sef?"
'1n the cheer-Sal-Saliy's cheer"
The words stuck pitifully in his
throat.
'Yas-" said the old man. looking
away. Il don't blame you. Sef.'
1T was a pasteboard thing-like q
tombstone-pinned on my bosom
'Vat," cried his father-the W"
would become ..v'' 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
His father stified laugh. 1t was an
! old trick to him. =
"What-what did you do them" be
1 asked in as matter-of-fact a voice ~
| he could command.
"Sneaked home. 1t was daylight"
Gone not, but forgot-read back
wards, hah?'
/ He couldn't quite make 1t out. That
was new. Seffy helped him.
Forgot. but not gone"
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