Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1916-01-05

helping me-fhat wouldn't appear Oh
the record. It would give me a little
advantage over the others competing,
! and think l ought not to take it,
; II guess you are right, Joe. Fight
1t out on the square, and in case Of
doubt let the other fellow take the du-
bious chance. That will win, any,
way" said Mr.. Ralston. The major
nodded approval.
I'll do that very thing, sir" re-
sponded Joe quietly.
Seems to me it would be entirely
proper for you to take the stuff from
me as gift if want to get it of my
premises to get my lots clean. What
do you think, major?"
mo objection in the world to that.
1t Is just case of where Joe is more
fortunate than others in obtaining it,
but he ought to haul it himself, I
think"
That's the way 1 look at it, said
Joe.
"All right, I'll start those two darkies
today to scraping it up in piles, and
you can commence hauling when you
are ready" said Mr.. Ralston.
I'll begin tomorrow soon after day.
light
"Oh, here now! That's too early!"
objected Tom, who was to make his
first actual trial of farm work when
Joe started.
mo, sirree-not when you are pay
ing So day for a team and fighting
every cent of expense. Day begins, at
daylight and ends at dark. I'll get
fifteen loads day hauled-maybe
more"
want me to help?" Tom was hope
full that Joe would refuse
IF you are going into this thing
sure enough to learn you better get
shovel and be on hand when I come
over for the first load" answered Joe.
'"Tom will be there" interrupted his
father dryly. Hes started this thing
about wanting to learn farming; now
he's got to keep it up"
"Oh, I'm no quitterv' asserted Tom,
getting red. Had no idea of lodging.
I'll be there, and I'll work too!'
"All right. See you later" Joe Wes-
ton mounted the pony brought to the
front door for him and waving fare
we'll, loped down the road toward
home
"Howdy, stranger? Light an rest
your saddle!' called his father, pre-
tending not to know him after his alb
sence.
believe I Will. Here, ma; here's a
half dozen squirrels and nice fat
little wild turkey hen all dressed for
you.'' Joe handed over the bundle.
Those squirrels will make bully pie,
and guess you know what to do with
that wild turkey" The game had
beer carefully cleaned and kept on
ice IA the big refrigerator at the Raj
stons'~
mighty glad to get EN- said his
mother. Looks to me like you've put
on a few pounds lately, joe"
wouldn't be surprised-at tho rate
I've been eating" chuckled Joe.
We've been Hvin' pretty high our
| selves since you've been running with
those Yankee millionaire folks" said
Mr.: Weston. "Bear, deer, birds, wild
turkey, squirrels you gett1n' paid
for it too!'
"Well, come to think of it, the scheme
Is pretty fine. But, then, pa, think Of
all the hard years we've had-no fun
and powerful poor eating" suggested
Joe soberly.
"That'sS so, and I've about come to
the idee that the harder q man works
the more fun he's goin' to have some
time or other an the more he appre-
ciates it when it does come"
"Sorter looks that way. don't it,"
agreed Joe. "Well. we've got to get
busy now. Come on, let's round up
the calves and stock. I'm going to
turn them in on the oats. Tomorrow
I want the wagon and team. l start
to hauling manure"
"Where from? The stable?"
mo. Mr.. Ralston told me I could
have about fifty loads over there If
I'd haul it off,"
"Say now, that's fine, amt tt?'
Biggest help to me can think Of"
said Joe.
! "Well, you get on the pony and drive
the stock up from tn paster, an I'll
open the gates. My, won't they have
a picnic on them tender oats?"
The twenty-three calves Joe and his
father had picked up for an average