The Connecticut labor press., 1920-12-04

mucn we nave 10 De InanKIui Tor. We have our health, and our home, and the bright sunshine, and-I declare p she interrupted, catching glimpse of something through the window, Eff the cows haven't broken from the lower pasture and are all through the oat- field You'll have to take Collie and get them back, somehow, or bring them up to the corral"
 Pulling a sun-bonnet upon her head Beulah called the dog, which came leaping upon her with ,boisterous af- lection, and hurried down the path to the field where the cows stood almost lost in jungle of green oats. She soon located the breach in the fence and, with the help of the dog, quickly turned the cows toward it. But alack 1! just as victory seemed assured a rab- bit was frightened from its hiding place in the green oats and sailed forth In graceful bounds across the pasture. The dog, of course. conclud- ed that the capture of the rabbit was of much more vital importance to the Harris homestead than driving any number of stupid cattle, and darted across the field in pursuit, wasting his breath in sharp, eager yelps as he went. Whereupon the cows turned oatward again, not boisterously nor inso1ently, but with calm persistence that steadily wore out the girls strength and patience. She was in no joyous mood at best, and the perverse- ness of things aggravated her beyond endurance. Her callings to the cattle became more and more fearful. and presently ended in a sob.
 "There, now, Beulah, don't worry l; we will have them in minute" said quiet voice, and looking about she found Jim almost at her elbow, his orn- nipresent smile playing gently about his white teeth. "I was down at the creek filling the tank, when I saw you had little rebellion on your hands. and I thought re-enforcements might be in order"
 'sYou might we hollered farther back" she said, half responsibility, but there was light of appreciation in her eye when she dared raise 1t towar him. I'm afraid was beginning to be very-foolish."
 SAO lTlppGQ dSdlu OI tl0 lFOdCuCIOuS buckwheat, but he held her arm in strong grasp against which the weight of her slim figure seemed but as a feather blown against wall. Then they set about their task, but the sober-eyed COWS Lad no thought of be ing easily deprived of their feast, and 1t was some time before they were all turned back into the pasture and the fence temporarily repaired behind them.
 T can't thank you enough" Beulah was saying. 'sYou just keep pfling one kindness on top of another. Say, Jim, honest, what makes you do 1t?
 But at that moment the keen blast of an engine whistle came cutting through the air-a long clear note, fol- lowed by series of toots in rapid suc- cession.
 "I guess they're running short of water," said Jim. "I must hustle" So saying he ran to the ford of the creek where the tank-wagon was still stand ing, and in, a minute his strong frame was swaying back and forth to the rhythmic clanking of the pump.
 Meanwhile other things were trans piring. Harris had returned from town the night before with the fixed intention of paying an early visit to the Farther West. He and ,Riles had spent more time than they should breasting the village bar. while the latter drew picture of rising color of the possibilities which the new lands afforded. Harris was not man who abused himself with liquor, and Rfles, too, rarely forgot that indulgence was expensive, and had to be paid for in cash Moreover, Allan occasioned his father some uneasiness. He was young, and had not yet learned the self-con- trol to be expected in later life. More than once of late Allan had crossed the boundary of moderation and John Harris was by no means indifferent to the welfare of his only son. Indeed, the bond between the two was so real and sd intense that Harris had never been able to bring himself to contem- plate their separation, and the boy had not even so much as thought of estab- fishing a home of his own. The idea of homesteading together assured fur ther years of close relationship be- tween father and son, and the younger man fell in whole-heartedly with 1t.
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