Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1911-10-21

something useful. | have long wish
ed to have a garden. Now, you may
spade up the entire back yard so tina,
next spring 1t will be in condition tC
plant. You can take as long as you
like for its Accomplishment, but you've
got to work at 1t for awhile every day.
Tod was well acquainted with his
rather. Nothing short of a convul
sion OF nature and the complete wipine
out OF the Mannows premises would
sufiice to alter that decree. Therefore
he remarked again with desperate EN-
phasis, "Shucks!" and then got to his
feet slowly.
AT an ear piercing whistle from the
next yard he looked even more glum
than before. The summons emanated
from Fatty Dyckman and meant that
the boys were gathering in the base.
ball lot.
Can't" Tod yelled to Fatty. Gotta
spade a garden!"
Fatty's head rose above the high
board fence. Jaw, cumalong!" he said,
unbelievingly. He looked serious. how
ever, when Tod appeared at the base
ment door with a spade in his hand.
"Gee!" he breathed. That's fierce!
Mebbe I'll help YOU" Fatty said nobly.
IF get time. that is" he added. more
cautiously
Tod did not cheer up at the hand
some offer. He was pessimist on this
subject. Fatt-'s head disappeared. and
Tod with great effort spaded up at
least teaspoonful of the SOIL Manual
labor was his acute idea of nothing at
all to do. =
Suddenly something In the dirt Gilt
tered and he bounced upon 1t breath
lessly. 1t was nothing but a bit of
glass. Az he turned It over In HIS
fingers an idea crept into his brain.
A grin slowly transngured his features
Then he dropped the piece of glass and
the spade. ran to the rear door and slid
into the house.
When he emerged he had his moth
eT's sISsS:SSsTy scissors and q large
back comb that belonged to his sister.
1t had been laid away in her top bu-
reau drawer to await the return Of the
style demanding large back combs in
ones hair. Thickly strewn over II
were big, sparkly brilliants which gilt
tered in the sunligh. like the best
product of the South African mines.
II did not take the boy long to pry
them all loose. They made a hand
full.
Tod planted three of them very near
the spot where he had spaded up the,
teaspoonful of soil. Then he distrib-
uted the others over the yard with the
skill Of veteran salter of gold mines.
Next he strolled to the fence. Fatty
was just starting out with his catch
ers' glove.
"Yow-w-w!" Tod yelled. 81 must "a
sprained by wrist" He dangled II In
the air. PAN jump on me for not
spadin', tooi-
Fatty looked irresolute. IL s'pose
kin do a little before the boys git
there" he said. heroically. He climb
ed the fence and took the spade.
Right here / started" Tod direct
ed. nursing his wrist. "Oh. gee!"
Fatty had shoveled two swadefuls of
earth when he suddenly went down on
his knees.
whats the matterI" asked Tod
from the back steps.
"Nothin'." Fatty replied, bending
over something he held In his hand.
He made another wild grab into the
dirt. Then he turned around with an
excited face.
Say" he called. You'd better 20
into the house and lie down. You
can't tell about a sprain. Mebbe it's
broke. You wanta be CAREFUL Any
how, like TO spade!"
"All right" said Tod reluctantly.
-Don't work too hard" he cautioned
Fatty as he disappeared through the
back door.
Frequently during the morning he
abandoned his hammock and wild
west book ana plate or frdge, which mis-
sister thought she had hidden behind
the top row OF books. to look out upon
Fatty Dyckman. That energetic young
person was toiling furiously. Dirt
streaked his perspiring face. and fire.
Quently he paused and rubbed his ach-
ing back Now and then he made a
triumphant grab into the spaded earth
That evening the senior Mannows
looked with surprise at the large
amount OF work accomplished In the
garden. Nearly all OF II was spaded
You must have worked like
nailer!" he said 20 his son. Il didn't
mean that you should kill yourself BY
spading II all in one dayl"
"Aw." said Tod indistinctly, as be
slid out 10 join the boys. That was
detd easyl"