The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1917-10-16

Explanation B repeated without no
ticeablc result.
Yah. s'pose if bIacl, ash got the pip
you'd pull our chickens up by the roots.
Explanations \ and {.
"Nah,' some more. Lightning last
night hit that big oak over there Mebbe
YOU better gromdwirc our apple trees.
All explanations by the card being
exhausted, Ryan, who has been abused
so much that he has the dull and brood
ing eye Of a street car conductor, ordered
his men to pull and they pulled
Pa has wart on his nose, shrieked
the woman. Amt YOU goin to kill the
bull toads:'
| The gang, having finished the work of
/ destruction made for the fence.
| YOUR gettn' bald, shrieked the angry
woman to the boss SOS punkns
/ Amt YOU goin' to yank up them yines?"
! OF course, word of such work soon
travels in the mountains, and the gang
met all kinds of opposition except vio-
/ lence. The Adirondack native IS only Vi
/ oIcnt about one thing, his women folks,
about them, extremely so.
/ At backwoods house north OF Lewis
the Cornell crowd tired and dusty. met
with the only pleasing welcome in their
! Experience The woman OF the house was
4 all smiles and the man treated them To
hard cider while both seemed to appre-
ciate the necessity OF their work OF am
Iputation. The mountaincer even pointed
out a row OF fine gooseherry bushes grow
ing at the edge of steep bank leading
to cold trout brook and kindly said the
young men looked as If they certainly had
troubles of then own
! Ryan casually noticed that the earth
Iaround the bushes had been dug recently,
but paid no attention At the time, that
4 is usually the mark OF a good gardener
giving air to the roots. He also did not
observe particularly that both the native
and his wife sat down quite calmly to
watch the work of destruction.
One of the huskiest of his men failed
to yank up the first bush by the roots
land two OF them got at it, with the same
result As roots and all must come up
they pulled and tugged and sweated, bat
in vain. and even a stump puller they car
ricd failed. 50 they patiently dug down
to find the bushes securely anchored by
la strong rope to a huge boulder under
Ipound.
From the corner OF his eye Brown saw
the old couple meditatively watching tho
work.
Go to it," he ordered his men
The husky one grabbed the next clumI
firmly, gave 4 terrific yank-and wen
down over the hill into the coolinl
brook. tightly cutching a currant busl
that had been cut from the roots, the1
stuck back lightly into the ground.
The old couple still medltated.
IN angry young man grabbed the mex
clump. then began wiping his hands il
the sand and softly talking to himself
had been creased with skunk oil
The next one, said the mountainee
gently, is anchored to cap and tei
sticks of dynamite.
Long and painfully hot and careful
work exposed every root, but no dyna
Unite cap and no explosive.
NO, was mistaken; it was the mex
one, said the mountainecr.
No. said the woman with conviction
Il watched you, and you began comtn
from the other end. It's the sixth on
from that end, ! don't want them ME
> looEvn' fellows scattered much.
Here the two began heated discussion
as to where the explosive had bee
PLANTED, during which they mcntione
every one of the dozen strong bushes left
SO there was nothing To do except slowl
Z and with great caution lay bare ever
root, which took hours and much woll
, No dynamite was found and as tn
tired men turned down the road the
a glanced back at the man and wife VIII
5 had quarreled so Gereey.
They were sort o leaning friendI
i against each other on the doorstep an
meditating