Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1910-11-10
HERE AND THERE
All! beware of wine that bubbles
Else you multiply your troubles.

All! beware of wine that bubbles
Else you multiply your troubles.
Mrs. Frank Duvall is slowly conval-
escing from a serious illness.
Leland Owen is once more able to
participate in the joys of the play
ground.
Nels Mortensen and his assistant went
out and did some work on John Eagen's
wind mill.
Friday, November L. marked the clos
ing of Miss Mabel Miller's term of
school at Rose Valley.
The Old Hamlin Presbyterian Mission
airy society will meet at the w. ID. Stan
ley home, Thursday, November 10.
Little Valley school house was the To-
cal point of merriment Saturday night
November because of a box social.
Quite number are butchering hogs
firing up the human engine with pork
to keep up steam through corn husking.
Arthur Warner and his mother jour
neyed to Illinois and visited briefly
with relatives, returning on Saturday S
eveningltrain
The Hamlin mail carrier discovered a
big bunch of excellent winter radishes
at John Shay's mail box Monday, with
instructions to appropriate.
Mrs. AL Pindell was saddened by the
news that her mother, Mrs. Belts of
near Guthrie Center, had passed sudden
ly away Thursday, November B.
Mrs. Josephine Owen and her sister
Miss Vera Wilson, were entertained at
the Marsh McNutt home Thursday Mrs
Owen contemplates having sale.
The new barn on the county farm is
nearing completion as is also the one on
the farm occupied by Mr.. Mickelsen.
Fredricksen of Audubon, is doing the
work on the latter.
Those thrifty little triplets at the Tom
Sweezy home attracted their delighted
grandpa, Joseph Sweezy, from Luverne,
Minnesota. He arrived in Hamlin Sat
urday evening and will visit here for
some time with his children and numer-
Gus old friends.
DICK AND REDDY
Reflection on present political con-
ditions impels me to recall a happy
summer of long ago, when | was but a
barefoot boy with nothing to do but
follow in the furrow'' and bring the
cows home at eve. We had fine flock
of chickens that summer among which
were two ROSTERS in which l in boy
ish way, took special interest because
fhaxr xxyara continually p,1urrallinn Ono
was large, vigorous fine feathered bird
with deep concern for the welfare of
the whole flock He led them on many
successful bug hunt far into the adj
jacent fields. The hens seemed to go to
him with all their troubles, the young
pullets courted and admired him. When
hawk appeared in the sky. they all
ran to him for protection, when with a
very self confident air he would lift his
beautiful head and give a scream that
never failed to route the enemy. In
fact he was the head of the chicken
coop government, and his administra-
ton was good The other rooster re-
ferred to was cowardly, impudent
little d-headed shrimp, with very
poor standing among the hens. He made
some ill-bred break every day for which
Old Dick, as we called the large rooster,
had to whip him and chase him into the
gooseberry bushes. In fact the relations
between Old Dick and Reddy as we
called the little rooster, were so strained
that Reddy had to leave the crowd to
crow. One day something happened, a
sad accident that revolutiOniZed affairs
in the chicken yard. Father set the dog
onto a herd of thieving pigs. In their
mad chase down the lane they ran over
Old Dick who was experimenting a
cricket hunt in the wayside grass and
so injured him as to leave him almost
helpless. Poor old Dick! | saw him the
next day dropping on the sunny side of
the coop. Reddy who was near by
crowed, then started to run, but stopped
in surprise when he found Old Dick was
not after him. He tapped his wings
and crowed again looked closely at Old
Dick, then stretched one of his wings
down along his leg, circled to the left
and scratched his toe into the sand as if
to say ''see me" Emboldened by old
Dicks heedlessness, Reddy sneaked sly
ly up and kicked him once with his
spurs, then expecting trouble ran off a
little way, screwed up his courage and
returned and kicked him once more,
then began to pick him on the head. AT
this juncture l interfered and chased
Reddy away, after which went for a
ramble in the woods. L returned late
in the afternoon and hurried to see how
Old Dick was faring. Too late! Reddy
was still picking at his bloody head. His
neck was timber. His wings were
sprawling. He was ready for the spoil.
larry. / was so angry that armed my,
self with some corn cobs and chased
Reddy up and down the barn yard un.
til stumbled over peg driven in the
ground to pitch horse shoes at and tore
off toe nail coaxed the folks TO kill
Reddy, and we had him in the brown
soup for dinner on sunny Sabbath long
ago. We buried poor Old Dick down
in the woods under the leaves in aquiet
tiower-scented dell. The chipmunks are
playing above his grave. When start
ed in to tell about Old Dick and Reddy
intended to close with detailed com
parison showing that Democratic vic
tory this fall is very similar to Reddy's
victory over Old Dick. The Republican
party is knitted in the vitals by Faction
alism and is dropping from loss of blood
The Democrats bring no additional vir
tues In fact the Iowa platform in some
respects is vicious and inferior Let i,
40 as 1t will. Old Dicks spirit win rule
the roost Fearing offense l forego the
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