The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1909-05-10


and travail, sunshine and shadow!
And down in the bottoms Jimmie
and Fatty and Stubble and are crash.
Ing through the debris that Nature
has heaped upon her marsh land. Not
confidently, not gracefully, not lithely,
do we progress across this strip Of rep
titan wastel With dstending eyes,
with pulses a.thrill, we leap from
mound to mound, crashing through the
dead weed stems, stumbling over the
brush heaps! Dangers lurlS on every
side and hydra-headcd monsters lie in
wait to catch us in their insatiate
iawsl
"Will you walk little faster?" said a
whiting to a snail,
There's n porpolse close behind me, and
he's trcading on my tail!'
All out of breath we land keplunk
beside the old stump! All, how loved
that old stump, long ago gathered to
the bosom of earth by disintegration.
Once II was the beacon light Of home
the fort of last resort, the throne on
which I ruled an empire all my own!
Here the monsters that abided in
the rushes and the grasses fell back
disgruntled into their lairs. Here the
sun shone down and painted golden
turrets on tho crested waves! Here
the water ebbed and cooed and
splashed a song of melody that no lutte
has ever initiated!
"T'row me tn beafsteak," chirps
Fatty from his stump alongside.
Come an git It," growls Stubble,
exultant in possession and the first
baited hook.
"Aw, t'row me tn beefsteak. 1 amt
a-comln' down frum here" flashes
Fatty "Glve a feller a chanct!"
Spit Spat! Splash! go the balted
hooks into the water.
"Ho! no! Look at Jimmies slnker!
Whater ye tryln { do? Scare 'om all
away? Gimme a ccrk?"
"G'wan! Git piece o. dried stick"
'Iookee! Lookee! Fats got a
bite!" in chorus.
Gently at first, as the bull head ex-
plores his find, the cork pulsates ON
the waters breast.
"Let'm have it," warns Stubbie.
Now Now! NOW" screeches
Jimmie, as the bobber dances madly
10 the tug of the fish.
Fatty jerks his pole. The fish drops
on at the waters edge!
Jaw, didn't tell ye T. let m have
it?" taunts Stubbie.
Suddenly Jimmie grabs his pole in
both hands, With mighty swing he
swishcs It through the air. A bull
head follows, making a flying tangent
in the air. Tho line and fish land high
in tree behind the stump. Jimmie
shucks his coat and climbs the tree
while 9TH fellers" hoot.
Hes swallered IT," groans Jimmie
in disgust, from his perch
"Poke him in the mouth with a
stick" directs Stubbie
'"Ouch!" from Jimmie them horns
Is sharp!"
1.-TWO { onctl" yell in derrlous de-
light! Two T. onct"
Then Subbie hooks a mud turtle
What a fight there is then o ye bald
heads! What a fight there Is! The
water is whipped and the shore line
rolled Finally Fatty wades in behind
the turtle while Stubbio holds taut the
line. With deft movement Fat
catches the turtle by the back of his
shell and dumps him high on the land
"Sss!" Kisses the turtle as we gath
er gingerly about But we are not
afraid. Hosting him on his back by
means of a strong stick, we pry the
hook from his mouth and shoe him
back into the long grass.
II ketched all of 'em myself" ! tell
mother that night. "Moren any OF tn
other fellers!"
And mother smiling, puts her hand
upon my sunburned loolss and says
what wonderfully big boy you
are-and such a iisherman"
All, the glory of It!
Old bull head hole, love you still
IN the rosy aurora OF the land OF
dreams you are ever the halo OF purest
zest, the ray of sincerest JOY supreme!
o O o
Rescue Work.
Deeply impressed recently by an ad.
trcss given at Bright, on the evils OF
| moking a young minister arose and said
| .hat 'that morning he had a present OF
| 100 cigars one OF thom he had smoked
but he now determined to go home aud
| ,hrow the rest Into the fire. Thereupon
| 4 Baptist minister arose nnd said that
ne meant TO accompany his reverend
| brother MY intention is 10 rescue the
ninety and nine '-lierry Qlan) News,