The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1921-06-13
a FURIOUS BATTLE
~ THE CORN CRIB
- sTENE RoCKnYl

Dear Inclas--im In "a reminiscent
mood today-am taking my mind Tor
a promenade and q frolic through the
rose garden Of the glorious and hliar-
ious past--to my obstreperous boy
hood days. 20 when. a. remember
now. I was an fun of devlitry as a
oue-lunged filvver o. fun OF rattic.
Perhaps this back firing % the brain
IL evidence 81 approaching old age Or
perhaps its due to the puncture- proof
pancakes ! gulpcd down for breakfast.
bat anyhow. I'm rcminiscinE. drifting
into bygones.
IL happened down on the farm when
was AZ the smart age" 81 sixteen.
r al stands out before me Ike a
flock ~ pennies In a contribution has
ket And methinks 10 q were movie
ized. which ! hope d won't. e. would
put the stunts 81 Fatty Arbuckle and
Charlie Chaplin Ga the junk pile or
out 81 business.
Twas on a biting wintry day. dear
INK. Tho ground was covered with
snow and sheet Father had mo clea r
the steps. did And while AZ q.
knowing father would soon be passing
over those steps. poured water
were made as slick az glass. az i'm
fact. about ten times more slippery.
Father came out was on the In
side looking out the window-and
father dear father. slippery Atther.
acrobatic father biz the steps and
then he changed ends and paradcd
around in the air and hit upon his
neck out IN tho yard. In the course
~ ten minutes he "came 90" and wig
eied % his feet-and blame lt al. ne
saw me ErinninW like poanum
through the window Tie examined
tho steps. and-weii what We SOW we
shall also reap. and then some. dear
Unk.
As father. bruised father. ahct up"
father made dive for HIS house.
dear Uuk. ! made a atiu greater dive
for the barn. Ze grand rush for llb-
orty was on. I smashed the speed
limit al % emithercens. Man. man
set the atmosphere on IRE getting 10
and inside that barn. As peekod
through the crack I saw dear father
jerk a monster ice-covercd limb from
"A cedar tree. Good night. Mary Ann
Refuse. my kingdom Tor a refuge
dear unk I needed Il gust then. n I
ever did. believe me I onnned the
corn-crih door. slid IN and closed the
aforesaid door Father. now madden
than a wet hen. and with that cedar
limb looking ifye 4 German hludrnan.
entered tho harm end called 20 me. 7
answered not nuh an. not ms T.stood
like a century old statue inside that
corner
After nnsing here and there. father
whose irish was operating IN hfRh
gear opened the corn crib door. We
gods. ye gods. trapped. run Il earth.
The corn crib was about half fun and
the corn piled before me like A noun
tain A. father made a ten-ton strike
az me With that wicked cedar tree
N looked like n tree-H stated To-
climb that mountain ~ corn. and the
biz show was on dear INK
That cedar limb nrnota me On thaI
seat Of the breaches and Il stunr Ike
THOUSAND scorpions daor INK. n
tended e pot more action into nv al
ready rapidly moving limbs. L seems
90 me az II tore down ab0ut nineteen
car loads o. corn trying - Ret beyond
the reach - that flying and fnnsy &C.
dar limb, but do not believe moved
an inch. II was like q pony I use6 20
own. trot al day Ga the shade ~ 4
tree--ait action but no move
After the eiRhfy-ninfh attempt 20 50
"over the top 90 reach ;he summit
~ the mountain % corn. and : fright
fui failure. and during Which tire tha
tips Of that cedar limb BIT ne four-