The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1919-01-16

"Why, he says we hadn't no busi-
ness to hire a man to help us. He
says you an me ought to do all the
work here. He thinks l ought to took
you out o school long ago."
81 can stay out o. school and keep
on with my lessons" / said.
"Not an please him. He was mad
when he see We with a book in yer
hand out there in the corn-field."
What were we to do now? l spent
the first sad night Of my life undoing
the plans which had been so dear to
me but not so dear as my aunt and
uncle. l decided to give all my life
and strength to the saving of the
farm. 1 would still try to be great,
but not as great as the Senator.
One day in December of that year,
I had my first trial in the full respOn.
sibility Of mans work. l was allowed
to load and harness and hitch up and
go TO the mill without assistance. My
uncle and Purvis, our hired man, were
busy with the chopping and we were
out Of flour and meal. 1t took a lot
Of them to keep the axes going. So
/ filled two sacks with corn and two
with wheat and put them into the
box wagon, for the ground was bare,
and hitched up my horses and set out.
l reached the mill safely and be-
fore the grain was ground the earth
and the sky above were white with
snow driving down in a cold, stiff
wind out Of the northwest. l loaded
my grists and covered them with a
blanket and hurried away. The snow
came so fast that 1t almost blinded,
me. There were times when / could
scarcely see the road or the horses.
The wind came colder and soon it
was hard work to hold the reins and
keep my hands from freezing.
Suddenly the wheels began jumping
over rocks. The horses were In the
ditch. l knew what was the matter,
for my eyes had been filling with snow
and l had had to brush them often. OF
course the team had suffered in a like
manner. Before I could stop l heard
the crack Of a felly and a front wheel
dropped to Its hub. I checked the
horses and jumped out and went to
their heads and cleared their eyes. The
snow was up to my knees then.
How the thought of that broken
wheel smote me-! 1t was our only
heavy wagon, and we having to pay
the mortgage! What would my uncle
say? The query brought tears to my
eyes.
I unhitched and led my horses up
into the of the pines. How CRATE
full 1t seemed, for the wind was slack
below but bowling in the treetops! I
knew that I was four miles from home
and knew not how I was to get there.
Chilled to the bone, 1 gathered some
pitch pine and soon had a fire going
with my flint and finder. I knew that
/ could mount one of the horses and
lead the other and reach home prob
ably. But there was the grist. We
needed that; 1 knew that we should
have to go hungry without the grist.
1t would get wet from above and be-
low If / tried to carry 1t on the back
of a horse. I warmed myself by the
fire and hitched my team near it so as
to thaw the frost out of their forelocks
and eyebrows. / felt in my coat pock-
! cts and found a handful of nails
everybody carried nails In one pocket
in those days-and 1 remember that
my uncle's pockets were a museum Of
bolts and nuts and screws and wash
ers. >
The idea occurred to me that I would
make a kind Of sled which was called
a jumper.
So l got my ak out of the wagon
and sOOn found a couple of small trees
with the right crook for the forward
end of a runner, and cut them and
hewed their bottoms ass smoothly as
I could. Then I made notches In them
near the top Of their crooks and fitted
a stout stick into the notches and Sc
cured 1t with nails driven by the ak
head. Thus l got a hold for my evener.
That done. l chopped and hewed an
arch to cross the middle of the rum
ners and hold them apart. and used
all my nails to secure and brace 1t.
I got the two boards which were fas-
tened together and constituted my
wagon seat and laid them over the
arch and front brace. How to make
them fast was my worst problem. I
succeeded in splitting a green stick
to hold the bolt Of the evener just I'M
der Its head while j heated its lower
end In the fire and kept its head cool
with snow. With this I burnt q hole
In the end Of each board and fastened
them to the front brace with withes Of
moosewood.
It was late In the day and there was
no time for She slow process Of hurn-
tng holes. 10 l notched the other