The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1913-09-13
CORNSO0MEO!
That's What Happend to a Valuable
Load Of Hay Witch Was Being
DTiv From Peter Hoskins Barn
to Il WiIkins!-The Hay Was a
Total L0ss!-No Insurance.
Lawsuit Liable to FoIIer!-FuII
PartickIers Below!

A turrible sad and pecooliar axident
happened at the lower end of B1ngvllle
totter day about 10 O'Clock in the
morning a. m, which caused awful ex-
sitement in our midst while it lasted,
and has been the topick of converse
shion ever sinst, as you might say.
Tother evg. in Hen Weathersby's
store, IL Wilkins, one of our most re-
specified townsmen, made the remark
hay in his barn by one load to feed
his stock through the winter. Peter
Hoskins, who was present, then spoke
up and said he calkilated he had more
than enuff hay in his barn by one load
to last him through to next year. IL
askd Peter if he cared to sell the extra
load, and Peter said he would If he got
his price Well, one word led to an
other, and after three or four hours
dickerin there wassent only so cts. be-
twixt the two, so they split the differ
ence and IL agreed to come after the
hay the next day.
Next morning Il hitched up to his
hay riggin and started. Jest as Il driv
but Hank Dewberry. Where you
goin, Iz?" says Hank "After a load
of hay" says Il; come along and help
me- What is there in it?" says
Hank. "All the hard cider you kin
guzzle," says Il; Il got hull jug-full
aboard-climb on"
Soon as Il said "hard cider Hank
elm on the riggin quickern a cat.
Well, when they arrove at Peter Hos
kins barn, mile below Bingville, they
both TUX swig at the jug before they
begin to load the hay, and after they
got it loadened they TUX another swig.
Hank says he remembers of five swigs
apiece they TUX at the jug, and after
that he lost count.
By the time they started back Hank
and Il was feeling quite hilarious, as
you might say, as they set perched up
on top of the load of hay. They sung
and hollerd at decent folks they passed
and disgrased theirselfs generally.
When they got about half way to Bing
vile Hank filled his pipe and lighted
it. and after while Il says, by gra-
shious I smell somethink burnin." ITS
the tobacker- I'm smokin," says Hank.
ct don't smell like tobacker to me-
says IL, 'but mebby tiz."
Suddenly Hank happened to look be-
hint him and hollerd Fire" as loud
as he could boiler. Il looked around
and, seen that the load of hay had
ketched fire from a spark from Hanks
pipe. The scene which follerd beg
CARS descripshion CONSERVATISM
rained sooprene! IL was so existed he
diddent know what he was doing. He
licked the horses and they started on
the run, which only famed the flames
and made EN- worse.
Stop and let me off p hollers Hank,
pale as deth. Otherwise I'll be burnt
up" But by this time the bosses was
goin too fast for Il to stop if he'd
wanted to. so they pulled the load of
burnin hay lords Bingville on the run,
leavin trail of sparks and smoke be-
hint EN- and hollerin Help and
Fire" as hard as they could honer.
When the team reached the lower
end of town Jim Miller, who happened
to be crossin the street, rushed ont
ahead of the team and waved his hat
in the air and the horses SHE'D and
straddled a elm tree and come to
stop. Then Hank slid often the burn
ing load and started home as hard as
he could run. Somebuddy went after