Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1911-06-28

He is also the pro-
prietor OF a Jersey cow
and a gasoline goodwill. 1t was the
latter was aiming for. but, as 1t was
darker than stack of negro coal
beavers at midnight. mingled with
the COW. As soon as | discovered her
proximity l made a grab for 1t. but
was thrown lightly across several
stalls into far corner of the barn.
At this point, however. the rank odor
OF gasoline in terribly rundown con
dition OF health smote upon me.
reached out my hand tenderly and
patted the goodwill on the brow
AZ about this time OF night Kidder's
back door opened. allowing a flood OF
was silhouetted the figure OF a man
hurriedly getting outside of a huge
bowl Of breakfast food. He was &C
countred In all the habiliments OF
war. Finally. with last, despairing
glance into the bowl he cast 1t from
him and seized steaming tea-kettle
from the stove.
With this he came forth and by the
Pickering light OF n weakkneed Ian
tern he cautiously poured the hot wa
ter up and down the go-devil's spinal
column. Having done this. he seized
the persuader. gave 1t a villainous
twist and the thing commenced a VIC
lent. hacking cough that caused great
chunks of sympathy to well up under
my sweater
After turning on the binacle lights.
Kidder grasped the handle-bars and
We backed out TIL we hit the chicken
park across the alley. BY some dex-
ferrous manoeuvring we got the thing
pointed right and cut her loose.
1t was early No one was abroad.
The family cats were all peacefully
curled up in the bread pan. Only a
few weary citizens were up taking a
look at the meter to see II It had slid
any in the night. We hummed along
merrily-rolled up in our big fur coats
getting quite wideawake by the time
we had covered a couple OF miles.
Suddenly a surprised rabbit sat UP
in the glare of the headlights, blinked
a couple of times and made a brilliant
leap for the tall timber. / promptly
took my cue and got my artillery in
trim. Rabbit after rabbit appeared.
My ammunition wavered and ran low.
No sankuinary results were noticed,
although | am positive | succeeded in
winging the left fender several times
1t must be borne in mind. however,
that my poor shooting was the natural
~ oh
worry and insomnia. from which I was
suffering so bad that it kept me awake
nights.
Daylight was just cracking in the
east when we pulled briskly into
farmyard and anchored in front OF
badly irritated dog of the hound va
riety. The farmer was out in the cow
barn husking the milk crop He came
out and told us that between seven
and nine thousand ducks had gone
over the evening before and. Judging
from their looks. they had a date with
a cornfield about two miles to the SOU
by-sou west He informed us that the
ducks exhibited marked Partially
for the cornflelds which had been op-
Grated on by husking machines in
stead Of the old-fashioned Armstrong
method used by our forefathers He
said this fact. combined with the long
dry season and the Iowa habit of
planting a game warden on every alter
nate section OF land. was working mir
| acles for the ducks and chickens.
In bashful maner he told us that
II we felt equal TO shooting twenty or
thirty prairie chickens as a mere start
or We could find them down I'm the
cornfield at the right Of the hoghouse
He said the chickens were getting so
tame that some Of them had the nerve
10 sneak in and board with the family
poultry
We looked at our license from the
state and saw that the prairie hen
could not be legally shot I'm such chilly
weather With a sigh. we thereupon
loaded our guns and started for the
cornfeld.
We curried and cross cutricd that field
thoroughly and finally strolled out onto
a forty acre field of fresh blowing TO
rest our legs We had not gone far
when something about the looks ana
size OF clean white tablecloth arose
in front Of Kidder and started south
at a beautiful clip It was a Jack rab.
bit Neither OF Us shot. and Niddcr
mumbled something about thinking #
was q sheep
by this time daylight had become
entirely broken in the east. and we
could zee how nervous each other was
After crossing the blowing we STONED