The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1918-03-13
The Revolt

The better to see over q growing
pile of stove wood in lothian Libby's
yard, Caleb Peaslee craned his neck.
From the farther side of the pile came
the sound Of an Ak piled industriously.
and then the perspiring head and
shoulders Of Mr.. Libby came into view.
Caleb grinned as he watched.
"Gittin' quite a pile of it manufac-
tured ahead, amt you, Jotham?" he
inquired.
Mr.. Libby started nervously and let
his AK fab upon the block as he did So
He removed his hat and pulled audi
| bly, as he approached the fence where
Caleb stood.
1--WE got quite pile, that's fact"
| he admitted with touch Of pride.
Then he colored little and faced
Caleb with shecpish grin, II amt
lottin' on lettin' my wife get out Of
stove wood again-not for one spell,
anyway"
Caleb composed himself to listen.
"What've you been dom now that
Mis- Libby's had to train you for?" he
demanded. you nights well own
up; if We don't 1 shall ask her.
lothian Redeemed again. II ought to
be ashamed" he began haltingly, land
be ashamed. I don't want you to
think I amt. But there's so many
things to do ON a farm this time of
year man gets into the way of dom
the things that crowd him wust; you
know, how It's yourself
Mr.. Peaslee agreed heartily.
"Well,'' resumed Jotham. visihy en-
couraged. 1--WE got into the habit Of
thinkin' that 'twa'n't so much matter if
didn't tend out on the stove for ev-
cry stick Of wood that was burnt
longs there was SO many other things
to do. Course callate to keep wood
ahead for my wife, but she's always
gone out into the yard and got 'nough
together for herself if didn't happen
to do it, and I guess likely I've got
kind Of slack. OF course she's sput-
tered and threatened me a hundred
times with what she'd do, but she new
er done anything till yesterday.
'"Yest'day mornin' I was out to the
barn, gettin' the harness onto the
bosses early, count Of havin' Jake Pr
per and Wendell Cooper comm to help
ME for the day, when she come to the
kitchen door and hollered to me.
"I want you should get me some
wood fore you go away s'she. There
amt hardly stick here. I've got to
do some bakin' if you're cal'latin' to
have them men stop to dinner ~.
II made some answer, and KEEP ON
harnessin'. I meant to Go it when I
got them fellers set to work, but I
dida't charge my mind with it. I new
er thought of it again till noon.
"But when we got to the house, bout
Mr.. Libby continued glum-
ly, ut was fetched hone to me all
right. I took the harnesses off'n the
bosses ard fed 'em while Jake and |
Wendell went into the house to get |
ready for dinner. When I come out |
Of the barn they was both out on the
porch lookin' kind Of tickled and red.
I had misgivins that minute, but I
never had any idea what was wrong.
"'Well, boys s. l. come along in and
We'll eat, and get back to work as
soon's we can And with that,
stepped into the kitchen-and, Kellup,
I hope I'll never have another feelin'
like had right then and there. There
want any signs Of dinner anywheres.
The stove was stone cold, and on the
front of it she'd stuck big placard:
NO WOOD-NO FIRE! NO FIRE
NO DINNER!
I've gone up to Abner's for the day.
"Well," finished Mr.. Libby shameful
ly, "that's about the whole ont. Jake |
and Wendell managed rot to make fun
Of me right to my face, and turned it |
off best I could. l told 'em guessed |
they'd have to go home to dinner,
bein's my wife'd gone away. But it's
too much to hope they'll keep still
bout it; so I'm willin' to tell you the |
rights of it myself. But I'll tell you |
one thing: if there's woman in Dill
mouth that lacks for wood again, her !
name won't be Mis- lothian Libby
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