Valley City State University - Viking Yearbook (Valley City, ND)

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9 I 1 QQ!! 1 DANIEL SUPERVISES By ALICE NEWMAN HANAMICHI SOCIETY fflnnardcd First Flace, lnlersociely Original Story Canteslj. Well, if there aren't those turkeys of Daniel Beach's again, an' they're going for my garden! exclaimed Mrs. .lim Brennan as she glanced out of her kitchen window. Can't he Iearn to keep them at home! Vifhat they don't pick to pieces their long legs trample down. Wrathfully she lifted up the pan she was kneading dough in and banged it down on the open oven door. Seizing a broom from a corner she burst open the screen door and ran briskly to her garden to ward off the approaching liock of Mammoth Bronze turkeys. I-Iere, you old gobbler, don't you know enough to stay inside your own farm? I'll show you! As she said that, she picked up a stick and threw it at him. The gobbler, however, was keeping a vigilant eye on this person who opposed his path, so made a neat jump to one side, dodged the slick and circled around Mrs. jim, thus reaching the rows of lettuce. The rest of the flock had become demobilized and were fleeing toward the gate. The gobbler had time to snatch only one pull at' the crisp lettuce leaves before Mrs. jim was upon him. Very well, he would leave, since his presence was so obviously not desiredg but he was not to be driven ignominously from the field. I-Ie stopped, turned toward his pursuer, spread his magnificent feathers and saluted with his most dignified gobble, then stalked majestically toward the gate. This insolence was more than Mrs. Jim could bear. With a terrifying Shoot she ran at him, tripped over a cabbage head and nearly went down, thereby accidentally finding the way to frighten the gobbler. In a Hash his dignity fled and wildly flapping his wings he ran towards his flock. As Mrs. jim regained her balance, her temper was in no way sweetened to see a man coming up from the gate. I-Ie shook his cane at the gobbler as they met, then both continued on their way. Good morning, Mrs. Brennan. I am sorry my turkeys came over here. I just saw them going down my road when I drove up lo the barn with a load of hay, and by the time I got my horses up to the hitching post and tied they were too far away to stop. I hope they didn't damage your garden. Aside from breaking down a cabbage head and trampling on my lettuce and a few other things, nothing was hurt, thank you, Daniel, Mrs. Jim replied sarcasticallyi If I had birds on my farm that wouIdn't stay home I would keep them tied up to a fence post. This here presuming on your neighbors is such a low down trick for a man like I always thought you were, Daniel. The old man leaned on his stick and stroked his gray beard slowlyg then he re- moved his battered felt hat and carefuuly creased its crown. Well, IVIrs. Jim, like I said before. I am sorry it happened, and I'Il pay you whatever you think you are entitled to for what any animals of mine have ever spoiled of your property. I don't believe I'm any different man from what I used to be, but these are different turkeys from what I used to have. Now, Daniel' I won't argue with you about what your turkeys have done. It ain't so much. But I don't want always to have to watch this garden and never be able to sit down in peace to do some fancy work or drink a cup of coffee. I know it's hard for you, not having a wife to supervise things, so I'll just overlook this and the other times your turkeys have come in my yard. But I don't want it to happen many more times. I- , i I c 1 I y . ,ll mi, I I v I I L H3 Y ' 0 , ' 97