Village Squire, 1977-11, Page 20skies would soon powder the earth with snow. They tramped for
nearly an hour through the swamp, which was dry in most
places, but they saw no sign of the herd. The boys had once
ventured along the edge of this swamp in search of a Christmas
tree, the year before, but now they were exploring land where
they had never set foot before.
Tom realized that it was close to six o'clock by the position of
the sun. If they didn't find the cattle soon they would be forced to
turn back. The boys approached a meandering stream of clear,
cold water, dotted with small. squirming trout. They found out it
was cold because Jack. while stepping from one stone to
another, lost his footing and fell into the ice cold water. Tom
hurriedly lifted his shivering brother from the stream and sat
beside him, with a slight grin on his face.
Sitting on the bank they noticed a small sparrow rustling
among the dry leaves. It made Tom think back to a story of a
Christmas concert, which his father had told him. It had taken
place in a one room rural school house many years ago. One of
the local boys who was a real trouble maker. wrapped up a rather
large parcel and placed it under the Christmas tree, which was
located in a dark corner. When it was time to open the presents.
the teacher, who had the reputation of being a battle axe. was
handed the large parcel addressed to her. When she opened it a
flock of sparrows flew out and circled above for the remainder of
the concert. It was the highlight of the night even though many
people went home with sparrow shampoo in their hair.
The boys were startled by the hoarse "Caw, caw" of a crow. in
the distance. Tom decided that it was time to move on. seeing
that it was beginning to get dark. Jack, who was still dripping.
followed Tom through the thick growth of trees until they
stopped. Tom looked to the sky and noticed that it had finally
started to snow. When he turned back to check his brother. he
saw him standing with his head tilted back, tongue out, catching
snowflakes. Tom stepped closer and punched Jack hard. right on
the shoulder. He then asked Jack. "What in heck are you trying
to prove?"
Jack replied with a tear in one eye, "Shut up, mouth."
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