The Lehi sun. [volume] (Lehi, Utah) 1913-1949, 1922-01-19


when he planned his oversrcvp lawn
sprinkler. But maybe that WINS giving
MN credit for more ingenuity than he
really had.
through what remained OF the after
noon the rife firing continued coming
sometimes from enc angle ana some
times from another but always can.
MY from a safe distance and always
uhuer cover Of the surrounding forest
Dauuy Hiram. grlmly optimistic. ex-
ua'ted swallow or so Of encourage
ment out Of the persistent pot.shoot.
Ing.
Dunno as you've ever noticed Il,
Stahnie, but II you'll only let a hog
alone long enough he'll shove himself
under the bob-wire fence h,r enough
TO get caught" he said Charley Bull
uerton' now; he's plum forgot that
iropla's less n FIVE miles away and
lhat sound carries mighty long dis
tahces In these mountains I'm clear
weather"
what difference does that maker"
asked.
1T may make heap o. difference.
LOOKS to me like somebody-Buddy
RULER, r Jim Haggerty, the section
boss, r some OF 'em down yonder d
begin a-wonderln', after a spell, what
III tarnation all this here blastln' and
rihe-poppln' up on old Clnnabar is a
plntin' at and come and see"
DO you think the racket will carry
that farY
ut sure will. One night afore TITO
pla had gone as dead as she is now. a
punch o cowpunch's got into an argy.
ment at Blue-nose Bills place and we
heard the crackln' and poppln' up
here-Jeanie and me-llke II was lust
over yonder in Greaser gulch."
"Wellf" said I, 'lf your nephew or
any Of the others hear It, what thenf"
As asked the question one OF the
lOw-aimed shots tore through the side
Of the building, struck the iron frame
OF the hoist, Aattened itself and
dropped into the old mans lap. Pick
Ing up the hot bit Of lead to dandle
II from hand to hand he went on much
as If picking up bullets that we're fired
at him had been his daily recreation.
Curiosity killed the cat, Stanlne,
son. You let some one o. the folks
down yonder In 'Tropla say, by COL
| wonder what all that shootn's forT
and the next thing you know, some
body'll be moggin' up here TO find out"
Along about dusk some member Of
the besiegtng party tried to make re-
connalssance. happened to be keeping
the lookout ON the cabin side OF our
fortress and saw man lodging among
the pines back OF the house. When
reported 10 Daddy he took snap shot
at the place l pointed out to him and
there was wild yell and a stir In the
young pines as though hog were gal
looping through them.
"Just to let 'em know that we're
still alive and kiekin'," said the odd
man, with another Of his quavery
0huckles. Il reckon maybe that's
what they was amin to find out"
Possibly II wac. At all events, the
rifle fire stopped with the coming Of
darkness, and as we faced Our second
night OF defense we had plenty OF time
TO sit around and think and speculate
upon what the outcome was going to
be.
Taking II all In all. II was the fan
tastlc humor OF the thing that hit me
hardest. Six short weeks earlier pee
pie at home had been calling me all
the hard names that fall to the lot Of
the idle neer-do-well; a young chap
with enough inheritance money TO keep
him In ties and shoes and shirts and
TO buy gas for his car-though that
last asked for a good bit on the rising
cost OF gasoline-and not enough to
make life, or anything connected there
with. very much worth while.
Also these same people were saying
behind my back, of course, but there
were always plenty Of them TO repeat
the saying TO my face-that | was
rood stock gone 10 seed, would never
amount 10 hin OF beans In anything
TINT asked for initiative or resource
fulness. or primitive rough stun Of any
sort that / was due 10 90 on dolling
myself up and playing skittles to the
end Of the chapter-which would prob
olby stage Itself IN an asylum for the
fpeMe.miuded. Also, again, at that
same time which was six weeks-or
six thousand years-ago, ] was en-
poprd 10 Llsette; with mighty little
prosnecf Of marrying her, to be sure
but with no thought Of marrying any
body else.
And now ! looked around nj
fine shadowy walls Of the grim old Gin
r,bor shoft.house looming darkly and
sim dripping, tick, tack, from their
earlv.nfternoon mud hath; felt my sog-
gy clothes; stared across al Daddy
Hiram sitting backed up against the
hoist with mis- legs jackknlfed and his
hands locked over his knees; II was a
protesque plpe-dream; there was no
cher name for IT, | broke out IN a
laugh that was a below.
"Spllt II up, Stannie,' urged the OLD
man dryly. 81 allow you amt goln
10 he close fisted enough 10 keep a good
ieke all Ia yourself IN no such hoe