The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-05-04
Billy Whi5kers
By Frances Ireeo Montgomery.


 In just three minutes from the
 time of Harry's exit with the cow | bell two boys ln rough-and-readv attire presented themselves to tbeir. | hostess in the dining room. And 20 minutes more saw substa ntfa l l breakfast eaten and five hoys bound | for the barn.
 Say, what do I see? You never said you had three goatsg' Ernest 1 exclaimed,
 "One of the surprises we kept for you. Come here, Mamie" Tom | called, and the goat bounded to her 1 master. closely followed by her twin brother and their ever faithful guard ian, Billy Whiskers. Aren't they beauties, though ?" inquired Harry. eager for praise fn@ the animals
 ''I guess they are!" agreed the NeI- son boys. Where did you get 'em, anyway?''
 Then followed a brief recital of this purchase the preceding fall, | and their secret hope that they could find buyer for the young pair, at a price which would mean a good profit for them.
 Let's take a slide down the hay stack, and then we'll have some fun with the goats." suggested Frank, and, none objecting, the group made it's way to the back of the barn.
 Up the stack they c1ambered. and it was no small task to reach the top for to three steps up they slid back two. At last all gained the slippery summit and down they flung them selves, each calling to his mates to see how quickly he made the descent.
 This is finer than any roller coast CT ever saw panted Frank, as he maunted the haystack for the third time. I'm going to try this side this trip. Watch me, fellows and down he went once again, waving his arms hilariously.
 The descent was indeed a record breaker. for Instead of landing on the loose hay at the bottom, he came down square1y on the back of the Duke of Windham, the proud year ling calf who stood we'll underneath, contentedly feeding. But when boy and a strange boy. at that, takes such liberties, is 1t to be wondered at that a self-respecting calf resents it with might and main? The Duke had enough spirit to wheel about and be- fore one could have said Jack Robin son, was galloping down. the long lane.
 Frank at first thought it great sport to see Duke so furious, but when the beast gave one wild leap and rid himself of his tormentor Frank called loudly for help, and all the boys sped to his assistance. They helped him to his feet, but their faces sobered instantly when they discovered he could not take a step. Tom and Harry, ever resource full, mmeditely rose to the occasion and made a seat by interlocking their hands. Ernest lifted him up, and when Frank flung an arm around each boys neck, they quickly bore him to the house.
 Mrs. Treat was not greatly alarmed when she saw the procession. Years on the farm had taught her to be prepared for this sort of thing. and A brief examination told her that cer- ,ainly the injury was to the back. So she bathed the spine with hot wa ,er, then gave it vigorous rub with m ointment. Frank declared himself we'll after this treatment, but Mrs. Treat put a morris chair out on the pleasant porch and declared he must 'e quiet the rest of that day, at least. Copyrighted by the Saalfleld Publish
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