Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1911-02-24
WHEN THE
TIME CAME
By Nj. QUAD
Copyright, 1910. by Associated Lit
erary Press.
By Nj. QUAD


three years when Farmer White died.
It will never be known to outsiders
whether Mr.. White, when told that he
was to be gathered to his fathers,
called Jake to his bedside and said:
81 must go. but l am consoled by
the thought that 1 leave Sarah in good
hands. Give her year or so to mourn
my loss and then propose matrimony"
Three years went by and Jake had
not spoken There were times when
he thought he was encouraged to
speak out and other times when he
was prepared to come in from the field
after hard days work and learn that
the widow was engaged to the sew
ing machine agent who had that route.
The widow, too, had thoughts. 1t was
more than once whispered about that
Jake was in love with this or that
farmer girl, and she had come to feel
that his loss would be double one.
Mrs. Drew had been a widow for
four years and Jake White had done
bushels and bushels of thinking when
winter came on. When the loot or
more of snow which heralded the
change Of season had got packed
down on the highway Providence put
1t into Jake's head to get out the big
hand sled and propose q ride down
the long and winding hill Providence
didn't go so far as to put the widow
next as to what would happen, but it
meant well by both. 1t had been a
long time and Providence meant to
hurry things up a bit Half a dozen
of the neighbors were to take part in
that moonlight sleigh ride, but for
one reason or another all backed out,
leaving the two alone. Probably this
was another trick on the part of Prov
idence.
About the time the sled was drawn
out for the glide Elder Henderson,
who lived just beyond the foot of the
hill. was saying to his wife:
martha, 1 bought ten bushels OF
taters of the Wilder White yesterday"
"Well need 'em all before spring."
was the reply.
81 was goin' for 'em tomorrer, but
it's such a nice night that l dunno
but I'll yoke up the oxen and jog along
now"
might as well, I guess, but look
out that the taters don't get frostbit
You know how nighsighted you are
in the moonlight. If you hear sleigh
bells you'd better give 'em the road"
''Nighsightedw he Indignantly sniff
ed. Don't you go to maxim out that
I'm hundred years old. Why, l could
pick up pin on the darkest night you
ever saw. I've got just the same
rights as anybody, and I'm dinged If
1 give more'n half the road"
The oxen were yoked in due time
and started out. There were bags to
hold the potatoes and blankets to
cover the bags, and any old sport
would have given odds of two to one
that the elder, the oxen and its cargo
would arrive at the top of the hill
right end up after a climb of twenty
The wager would have been
made without taking Providence into
and the old sport would
have lost.
The Widow White was bundled up
and seated on the sled. In fact she
was strapped on. Jake sat close be-
hind her, dragging the foot that was
70 steer the sled a straight course. AS
they were ready to start it came over
him to speak of his love. A feeling
came to the widow that he was going
10, but the time was not ripe. Prov
dence figures those things down to
minutes and seconds. AS Jake shut
his mouth on his words and started
the sled Elder Henderson, near the
foot Of the hill, started singing a
hymn. He not only loved the sound of
his singing, but he thought the oxen
ought to be encouraged. His voice
came floating up the hill, and as Jake
taught it he said:
Mrs. White, that's Elder Hender-
SON."
Eyes"
"He's probably coming after those
potatoes with his oxen and sled"
"Weu?"
Hell be in the middle of the road,
and as our sled is already getting
away from control there's going to
be a smashup. 1 want to say to you
that l have loved you for the last
three years and to ask you if you will
marry me?"
ooh, Jakew
cts the elder and the oxen for sure.
Yes or no?"
Its so suddenw
Fright in the middle of the road.
and Wen be into them in ten seconds
"Must II
Give seconds more"
'Then-yes"
Elder Henderson was marching
ahead of the oxen, hero leading the
way. He was struck and sent flying
and his tune cut short. Then the sled
struck the oxen and flung them into
the ditch and made a long jump over
the other and a minute later was at
the foot of the hill and Jake was
saying;
eve might say the first of next
week for the wedding!"
1t didn't come off quite as quick as
that, as they waited for the elders
cuts and bruises to heal so that he
could be a guest, but things came all
right in little time, and a favorite
5 vino pf fhA a1HaT'G iGs
"All the hand of Providence, sir. If
[ hadn't set out to sled them taters
home that night there might never
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