Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1918-08-01

A WAR TIME IDYL.

don Mail.
The English country side had a new
sensation when the hay baling lasses
came along with their train of artillery
M parked 1t under the elms beside the
big fragrant hay stack.
1t was a considerable train. First.
the putting tractor, her the baler
yelled in green tarpaulin, q truck, and
the house on wheels. With the martial
maids were three OF four soldiers re-
leased for work on h land. The men
Drought a gathering service wagon,
drawn by a pair Of mules
Tractor and baler entered the mead
ow and took up action positions. The
house on wheels remained outside at a
corner OF he road where 1t was out
OF the way Of traffic. Covers were
stripped, tn band from the fly wheel
adjusted to the driving band of the
oaler, and the engine stocked afresh,
inc then the smoked and leggineed
land girls, Dianas in physique and all
pretty attacked the stacks
very soon they had flung up a big.
loose heap OF hay at the side Of the
Dal1ng machine and were ready to start
1t up. With a whirl inc rhythmic pull
saton II work began. Up and down
ming n hay tight into the box, while
rom below emerged a steady stream
OF neatly wired bales passing along a
platform. -
Meanwhile another girl had set up
the weighing beam, like a see-saw on a
tripod. 1t swung the bales tightly of,
with q touch Of a girls hand. A marvel
Of leverage 1t is. and the means. BY the
way, for q quiet lark. For one Of the
q seeking an easy return from the
stack to the machine, fiune himself
across The longer end Of the beam.
Chloe knew her job. laughing, she de-.
pressed her end of the stick. and high
IN The air rose the figure In khaki:
seund " ON the s sw ! s ss' Jet 'f ssl isS
oown gently just where he wished to
alight. All through the hours Of pleas
ant spring sunshine the maidens 'ptied
tneir forks. feeding the hungry ma
chine, and the lads loaded the belee.
It was the idyll Of this new, strange
world: q Quaint product Of war, q
ngl Of the. martial and the pas
toral; very curious. but very good to
BEE
At meal times tho house ON wheels
plays its part. The crockery cannot
pc called egg she'll. the mugs are serv-
iceable rather than elegant. but this 10
an IN the days work. Health and hap-
their bit in the struggle Tor freedom
make the land girls lot a thing to envy.
The machine whirred. the stack grew
less n less, and at length. as the sun
was westering, the mule wagon went
on with its final load of bales. Time
to pack up and be jogging. The baler
was draped anew in It's green tarpaulin,
loose ends were tucked up and made
shipshape in a manner that would
please the most exactins sergeant maj
or. the tractor pulled out into the
Ioeo again. train was coupled up. and
away went this little park OF peace
ful ordnance to attack and reduce q
new position.
The village will be sorry when all the
haystacks have vanished ana the land
girls take their hay baler eleswhere.
They are q bright note in anxious days.
Better still. they plead their own cause.
Lady Clara We're de We're, hitherto very
energetic in flag days and charity mat
inees. to h ruin OF her nerves and
looks, a seer q new field OF useful
ness and has gone off to enlist.