Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1921-01-20
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wv 'eIN 10y, ~ oas Suspected
"-' OF ".reorng Iae spirit o. ad-
'e"'ufe' Consequently, her family
1'- Is'ea-S ~-re IHroan into confusion
""en Sn~ Su--en.y announced her de-
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Gra0,md Morgan missed New York
.e-AI. ~~rnG her hrSt weeks la the
rough eounir.. But as she grew used
~ surroundings her regrets disap-
peared.
Grandma" exc aimed Henri. de-
lighted at her adapiability, "if lou are
really 60 nG to stay and help me prove
up I'm going to get you some hers.
Three weeks later grandma proud
opened he henhouse door and fed
her flock for the first time. There
were twelve hens, white and shiny.
To keep them from straying where
the bobcats would pick them off, Hen
ry had built high fence about a small
plot OF ground for a pen. Since he
had not time to finish the henhousc be-
fore the hens came, he had left the
side open that faced on the pen.
The morning after her new property
arrived grandma rose early. Before
starting breakfast she went out to seq
now her hens had Jared.
There were eleven where there
should have been twelve. In vain
grandma looked about the place.
Some animal must have got in in
spite of the fence; probably a weasel"
said Henry.
"No weasel is going to feast on my
hens" declared grandma "what
loes a weasel look like"
"Oh, a weasel is ong- bodied and
sort of yellowish in color"
How can.I kill it," grandma ask
ed.
Henry smiled.
"You hit it behind the ear with 4
r'ub," he said.
'%ell, I'm going to kill itr' grand
ma said firmly That night, after the
moon had risen, grandma stepped out
the spring to get drink of water.
Suddenly she heard a commotion in the
hcnhouse. She grasped a short length
If iron pipe that lay by the spring and
rushed to defend her hens. Flinging
wide the door, she saw some animal
"rouched in the pen with its eyes on
the roost
Grandma was sure she had caught
the weasel. The animal was certain
" long bodied and yellowish. She
raised her club and crept softly toward
it.
The animal lay waiting. There was
something so suggestive of supple
strength under its tawny hide that
grandma's nerve began to fail She
hesitated a moment. Then suddenly
she called out:
"Shoo, shoe, you great big weasel,
you"
Startled, sthe animal half rose to its
feet. The movement broke grandma's
spell OF fear. She stepped boldly for
ward and brought down the heavy pipe
on the animals head.
The animal dropped, but grandma
could see that it was only dazed. So
she rained blows on its head until she
was exhausted and the animal had
ceased to move. Painting with excite
ment, she marched back to the cabin.
"Well, | killed the weasel!" she de-
clared.
Henry's jaw dropped.
"Where is it? Did you bring it in? ?"
he asked.
"Why, no." she said in surprise. 81
couldn't lift one end of it,"
Henry jumped to his feet in alarm.
"Show me what you killed, grand
ma" he cried.
He seized his rifle, though grandma
assured him that il was not needed, and
together they went to the henhouse.
Stretched out in the moonlight Of the
pen. is head beaten to a pulp, lay
big cougar.
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