The Bingham County news. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1918-1930, 1921-12-02

always Invited to put their horses "a
the barn and tarry until next morn.
Ing. This was due in part to the visit.
full faces Of the little children-a fact
unsupported by their parents What
motherly heart could resist the silent
appeal Of childre1's faces or fail to
understand itI Those were memorable
nights for Sarah and Joe and Betsey. In
letter to her brother the woman said
you don't know how good 1t seems
to see a woman and talk to her, and
we talked and talked until midnight,
! after all the rest were asleep. She
let me hold the baby in my lap until
it was put to bed. How good 1t felt
to have a little warm body In my
arms again and feel it breathing! In
all my life l never saw a prettier
baby. 1t fel, good to be in real
! house and sleep In a soft, warm bed
and to eat jelly and cookies and fresh
| meat and potatoes and bread and but
ter. Samson played for them and
kept them laughing with his stories
until bedtime. They wouldn't take
cent and gave US a dozen eggs In
1 basket and a piece of venison wher
we went away"
| On a warm, bright day in the sand
country they came to crude, hall
finished, frame house at the edge OF
wide clearing. The sand lay II
| drifts on one side Of the road. L
had evidently moved in the last wind
4 A sickly vegetation covered the field
ragged, barefooted man and three
scrawny, ill-clad children stood in tn
i dooryard. It was noontime. A mon
grel dog. with 4 bit Of the hound II
him. came bounding and barking to
ward the wagon and pitched upo
Sambo and quickly got the worst o
1t. Sambo, after much experience
in self-defense, had learned that tn
best way out Of such trouble was t
selse q leg and hang on. This h
did. The mongrel began to yelp. Sam
son lifted both dogs by the backs Q
their necks, broke the hold OF Samb
and tossed aside the mongrei, VIII
ran away whining.
"That reminded me Of bull tina
tackled a man over In Vermont" h
said. 1.-THE man had a club In hi
hand. He lodged and grabbed tn
bulls tail and beat him all over tn
lot. AS the bull reared, the man no
Tered: I'd like to know who bega
this fuss anyway"
The stranger laughed.
us that your hOuse?" Samson salt
The man stepped nearer and al
swered In a low, confidential tone
"Say, mister, this is cOfiibinatio
poorhouse and idiot asylum. | al
the idiot. These are the poor"
He pointed to the children.
"You don't talk like an idiot" sal
Samson.
The man looked around and leant
over the wheel as II about to impa
secret.
"Say, Ill tell ye," he said In
!. low tone. "A real, first-class idi
never does. You ought to see II
s actions"
J, you're right" Samson laughed.
h ut proves It," the stranger viii
pered. na
l "Have you any water here7" Sal
son asked. Htf
! The stranger leaned nearer M
= said in his most confidential tone. "Sa
mister, it's about the best In Il
y United States. Right over y0nder
the edge O. the woods--a spring-co
as ice-Simon-pure water. Bout t
u only thing this land'll raise Is water
This land looks to me iiab6ut
:. valuable as so much sheet lightn
y and guess 1t can move Just abo
y as quick" said Samson. 1T
g. The stranger answered In a Il
: tone: "Say, I'll tell We, It's vi
y cow-don't stand still long nough
: give We time to git anything out
:" It. I've toiled and prayed 9hut !
= hard to get much out OF it.Yy
- "Praying won't do this land a
good" Samson answered. ."What
needs Is manure and plenty Of
"a You can't raise anything here b
= fieas. 1t isn't decent to expect g
"A to help run flea farm. Ffe kno
u too much for that, and iflyou Ike
N 1t up He'll lose all respect for We.
!, you we're to buy another farm a
10 bring It here and put 1t fdown