The Adventures of a Boy Reporter eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 178 pages of information about The Adventures of a Boy Reporter.

The Adventures of a Boy Reporter eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 178 pages of information about The Adventures of a Boy Reporter.

They soon covered the two miles, Mrs. Lane getting along very fast for such a large woman, and at last they stood before Hiram Tinch, who owned the farm.  Archie was made to describe his intentions, and was thoroughly examined by Mr. Tinch.  He told the farmer that he knew nothing about farm work, but Mr. Tinch said he would soon teach him, and it was settled that Archie was to remain on the farm a week.  Mrs. Lane went inside the house to see her sister, who looked sick with too much work, and the farmer told Archie that he might as well start in, as there was no object in waiting.  So the boy donned a pair of “blue jean” trousers, and was taken into a field, where a one-horse plough was standing.  Archie knew how to hitch a horse, so he went to the stable and secured his steed, and then harnessed him to the plough.  The farmer didn’t see fit to give him any instructions about ploughing, and the poor boy hardly knew what to do, but rather than ask he started off, and tried to guide the animal in the right direction, as far as he knew it.  Of course the horse went wrong, and the plough refused to stay in the earth, and altogether the attempt was a miserable failure.  The farmer leaned against the fence, picking his teeth with a pin, but when he saw the horse going crooked, and the plough bounding along over the earth, his face grew livid with anger.  For a minute he seemed unable to speak, but strode toward Archie with a fierce look in his eyes.  Then he found his tongue, and opened such a tirade of vile words that the poor boy shrank from him in terror.  He was in mortal fear lest the man should lay hands on him and commit some crime, so intense was his rage, but Hiram Tinch seemed to know how far to go, and after five minutes of cursing and swearing he took the plough in his own hands, and guided it through the earth.  “Now take it,” he growled at Archie, when he had gone a furrow’s length, “and see ef ye can do better this time.  Remember, not a bite of dinner do ye get until this field is ploughed.”

Poor Archie was weak from fright, but there was nothing to do but to obey.  He looked at the vast field before him, and made up his mind that he would get nothing to eat until night, anyhow, for it was already nearly noon.  He felt very much like bursting into tears, but he was too proud to give way to his feelings.  But he couldn’t help wishing that he were at home, playing with the members of the Hut Club.  “Those boys are much better off than I am,” he said, over and over, “though they have made no effort to improve themselves.”  After a time, however, his ambition returned, and as he looked ahead into the future, and remembered the wonderful things he was going to accomplish, he felt more like working.

He finished the field at five o’clock in the afternoon, and was almost fainting from hunger and from the hard work.  The ploughing was fairly well done, but Hiram Tinch could see no merit in the work.  He swore at Archie again, and gave him a supper of mush and milk.  Mrs. Tinch sat by, and Archie could see that she did not approve of his treatment.  The poor woman seemed afraid to speak, almost, but it was plain that she had a good heart.  So when Archie heard a noise in his garret room that night, he was not surprised to see Mrs. Tinch at the window, placing some doughnuts and sandwiches there for him to eat.

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