The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-10-12
, OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
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ITS pretty cloudy for planting,
Z isn't itg" asks Hartley. We
might be- caught In the rain. you
know"
Rain your granny" says !.
Them clouds IL nothing but heat
Z fog"
rhcy got up then and followed
me out. The hoes was laying by
tho beds and | handed en- one
apiece. They took 'emr pot with
what you'd call enthusiasm. |
| showed 'em how TO plant the corn
and went away. leaving EN- lean
| ing on their hoes. got the break
fast work done about ten o'clock
aud thea twas time 10 Eo after
tho pig and the hens. | took the
/ Hkiff oars out OF tho barn and THIN
walked around by the gardens TO
see how things was getting on.
\ There laid the hoes by the places
whcrs the corn hills was Intended
/ To be. but there want any corn.
hills nor any Heavenly gardeners
either hailed once or twice but
didn't get any answer. Then I
went on down 90 the nklff. And
there they VAS. sprawled out in the
shade OF tho pines. as comfortable
as you please.
Hello. skipper" says Van Brunt.
turning over on one elbow. We've
been waiting for you. We're go.
ing with you after tho livestock. ="
You ArcT" says !. Got your
farming done 80 cArlyF'
Noe" he dIawin. Not pre-
i ciAely. The fact ~. Sol. Hartley
and I have decided that agricul'
,urai labor ia a painful condition.
not a theory"
Hartley got up. pretty average
gingerly. and they climbed into the
nklff. l pushed off and begun TO
row.
Tho lido was going out fas, and
twas a hard pull. three OF Us In
that little aklff. but by and by We
reached the main And there vas
scudder's hired boy waiting for US.
lie had the hsns-a dozen OF EN-
/ damned into one lath coop Tho
door of Il vas fastened with a
ehaky wood button.
Where's the pig7' says Hart
ley.
Here he S."
We could hear him. II. wa'n't In
a box at all. as he'd ought TO have
been according TO contract. but
setting In tho sand with his hind
legs tied together with string.
Little he vas. and thin. but the
fIeavcnlies fell down and worship
pod him like no was hog angel.
! losded the critters into the skiff
tho pig fairly SUNG psalms While
was doing it--and then the Twins
climbed aboard.
"Aii right. skipper" says Van.
shove off
Just a minute" says !. What
am I golnE to do take tho neYi
,ralng This transport seems TO be
pretty we'll loaded"
| IL was Van Bruns was on the
amlashipA ,hwart Hartley was up
in the bow. with tho pig between
hiM knees. Tho chicken coop was
piled In the stern. | eidnr exactly
kne~l. but siraddled across the
stern somehow. With the but, end
OF the hen roosi In my lap aud my
feet over each rail. just clear OF
the wet.
We moved off stately and SLOW.
like an ocean llnsr leaving her
dock. Van rowed like good ono
tlli no got about two-thlrds OF the
way across. Then tho tide got q
grip on us and he commenced 10
10 slower. aud groan.
ny and by Hartley spoke mp.
What males this pig Kick soT'
says he.
"You look Gu, he don't kick that
string OF hiH legs" boilers.
lie bent forward and looked
down. Why says no. I'm be
shot n he hasn't don, It already.
Il Hang on 20 him them" yells
For tho land sakcs don't let him
loose"
Van Brunt gives final groan
and stops the oars,
NO use. skipper" he says. MY
cucumber recreation has put me
out ~ the race. wouldn't row
another stroke for the control oi
the Standard oil. You'll have "a
be shofer tho rest OF the way"
Then tho pcsky idiot stood NJ
to stretch, leaving the oars in the
rowlocks. Course the skiff swunf
broadside on and a wave knocked
the starboard oar overheard. Hart
) lev see IL going and made a tumf