Hamilton (Pop. 2700)
At the time, we were pitching hay down the chute to the cows, clover dust swirling around us like a cyclone, sticking to our sweaty, upper bodies and matting in our nostrils.
Carthage, 12 miles away, five whole dollars DID seem like a lot.. Especially if it took more than 1 hour to level that hill.
I walked through the ripening corn straight to the mound in the middle and about 10 feet up from the base.. I plunged the spade into the dirt as hard as I could. Rock. I walked up a little farther. More rock. In fact, the farther up I went, the dirt disappeared and just rock protruded through the weeds. This was gonna be a teeny bit harder than I thought.
Mount Erratic again. As far as I know, it is still there in its green rocky-ness. Nor did I raise the question of hiring a bull-dozer to assault its rocks.
Frowning, I took a big bite of sauerkraut and dumplings.
John
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