The Monmouth inquirer., 1924-10-16
How Old Job
Was Won
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Old JOB was sick abed, and his
farm was suffering severely because
there was nobody to give it attention
but the hand, and he was inefdei-
ent. All the springs and brooks had
dried up and the live stock was in
great need Of a reliable water supply
Old Jobs son, Hiram, had left the
home place to work his own way in
the world because his father had re-
fused consent to his marriage to a
neighbor girl who was college educa-
ted and therefore Of no account Old
Job wasn't, on the whole. bad sort
of man, but he was cranky-power-
fully set In his ways One day his
wife entered his sick room and told
him windmill agent wanted to sell
him pump.
We'll, tell him to go to"
snarled the old man
But something's got to be done,
Job. demonstrated his wife. The
animals need more water"
It had to be handed to Job that he
loved his animals, and took good care
Of them. Finally he told his wife to
let the agent go ahead and put in
his windmill at a cost Of not more
than $500. True, there would be no
water to feed it, but the birds might
like II to nest in. And then Hiram
who was always wanting new-fangled
things. might Ike to look at it when
he returned home
The next day his wife told him that
the agent had selected as the best
spot for the pump dry looking knob
at the end Of the barn.
It was nearly two weeks after this
when his wife came into the bed
room one day. her eyes shining.
its done. Job" she said, her
voice quayering a little, with the very
Joy OF the news. 'and it's all come
out SO nice Here. and she laid a
roll of money on the bed beside him;
tits what there vas left, forty-two
dollars"
Old JOB stared at her. you don't
mean they've found water. of there TO
the end of the barn?'' he demanded.
Yes. TREMENDOUSLY. land it's such
nice water. Just like a spring We've
got it piped into the barn in three
places. and into the house. It runs
right into my sink Oh. Job" her
voice catching in happy sob at the
thought. "everythings going TO be 80
easy for US now And you said We
could use the three hundred dollars. "
Yes" He picked up the little roll
with an odd look on his hard, old
face. But don't quite understand
Betty. I supposed the man would say
the wind mill came to just three hun
dred dollars. and that it wouldn't pull
up water then. And about all the
piping you spoke Of? I wasn't mean
ing to do that Didn't it cost a lot?
And what did the man charged"
"He-she didn't charge a cent,
Job, a little confusedly. 1T was one
Of the neighbors And the wind mill
and piping only coat two hundred and
forty dollars. and some extras about
twenty more There was forty-two
dollars left"
Old Job was silent for some minutes
Then he pushed the money toward her
Put it in some house fxin's. Bet
ty." he said grufly. Il was willing
to pay three hundred"
Then let's run some pipe to the
upland pasture behind the barn." she
urged eagerly. and drain the bottom
meadow on the lower side, that's al
ways wet This would make splendid
land then"
Did the windmill man tell you
this?"
yes"
Then tell him to come in and see
me tomorrow" said Old Job.
He was dumfounded when, respond
ing next day to a light tap on the
door he said, "Come IN" and Maggie
stanwood entered
Maggie Stanwood!" he exclaimed.
eyes, sir. You sent for me-"
'T-sent for your"
about the irrigation and drainage,
you know" she FASTENED to add I've
/ brought some figures and diagrams.
She drew a chair to the bedside and
began to unroll some papers.
Then Job found out she was the
windmill agent, and had supervised
| all the work. and was responsible
for the other improvements named by
his wife.
"And you think there are plenty
more things on the farm to be done p
Eyes, plenty OF them" her eyes
again smiling.
Well" with a long breath, q
guess you can write and tell Hiram
that YOU and are running up against
a whole lot of snags on the farm and
pulling them out And-and you can