Show STUDENT LIFE 109 a Jfflornhtg Wiiti) tfje Sfjrestyers ‘‘Hey!” shouted the threshing machine boss “Wake up it’s four o’clock” “O gee how cold it is” yawned one of the men as he rubbed his eyes and stretched himself The stars were twinkling and the moon was shining brightly when the men Some went to tend to their arose horses others rolled up the bedding and put it in a wagon while the engineer started a fire in the engine Everything was different now from what it was before the boss Men were shouting at the called horses and hurrying about Some were hammering on a broken part of the machine repairing it All at once a woman’s cry rose above the others as she called “BreakShe fast!” opened the door through which streamed rays of light from a lamp that stood on a table surrounded by chairs and cov- ered with dishes The men washed themselves in a tub of water and went in to breakfast It was daylight when they got through eating Toot! toot! blew the whistle and the men went to work Some tied handkerchiefs around their necks and climbed upon a grain stack two men tied some twine around their necks and prepared to sew the sacks “All ready” shouted the boss and the engine puffed and steamed as it started The thresher began to buzz slowly getting louder the pitchers started to throw the grain bundles on the feeder straw fell from the carrier dust filled the air and the day’s threshing had begun A Windless Morning The heavy snow storm had covered the sidewalks with a glittering snow white blanket On the top of the snow a hard crust had been formed by the intense frost of the night The street was not marred by any tracks except a small trail that had been made by some lone officer boy on his way to work In two places the men were pushing the snow from the walk to a large heap by the curb stone The grating of their steel shovels on the cement caused cold chills to run up my back When the sun showed his dazzling face over the horizon several men arrived on the street |