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"Go back to yer work now," Curtis shouted, and turning to me added: "You ride along with me and let our feathered friends follow us." So we started up the road on our way back to Cobleskill. Soon Latour began to complain that he was hot and the feathers pricked him. "You come alongside me here an' raise up a little an' I'll pick the inside o' yer legs an' pull out yer tail feathers," said Curtis.
Ye're in the old treadmill o' God the both o' ye! Ye're bein' weighed an' tried for the great prize. It's not pleasant, but it's better so. Go on, now, an' do yer best an' whatever comes take it like a man." A little silence followed. He broke it with these words: "Ye're done with that business in Cobleskill, an' I'm glad. Ye didn't know ye were bein' tried there did ye? Ye've stood it like a man.
One day in May near the end of my two years in Cobleskill Judge Westbrook gave me two writs to serve on settlers in the neighborhood of Baldwin Heights for non-payment of rent. He told me what I knew, that there was bitter feeling against the patroons in that vicinity and that I might encounter opposition to the service of the writs.
By J. H. DURKEE Superintendent The New York State Commission, in July, 1903, appointed J. H. Durkee, of Sandy Hill, N. Y., superintendent of agriculture, live stock and dairy products, with John McCann, of Elmira, Howard Moon, of Cobleskill, Theodore Horton, of Elmira, and W. A. Smith as assistants in the department of agriculture, W. W. Smallwood, of Warsaw, and W. A. McCoduck, of Sandy Hill, having direct supervision of live stock and dairy products respectively.
"Well, I'm inclined to think you are the kind of man who ought to go," he answered almost sadly. "You are needed. I have been waiting until we should meet to congratulate you on your behavior at Cobleskill. I think you have the right spirit that is the all-important matter. You will encounter strange company in the game of politics. Let me tell you a story."
"Where do ye hail from?" "Cobleskill." "On business for Judge Westbrook?" "Yes." "Writs to serve?" "Yes," I answered with no thought of my imprudence. "Say, young man, by hokey nettie! I advise you to turn right around and go back." "Why?" "'Cause if ye try to serve any writs ye'll git into trouble." "That's interesting," I answered.
The Catholic society now numbers about three hundred. Services have been conducted heretofore by Rev. J.J. Brosnahan, of Cobleskill, till July, 1883, when the Bishop created a new parish at this place and appointed Rev. The parish under the charge of the Rev. Mr. Maney extends from the Cooperstown Junction to the Harpersville Tunnel.
I told all that I had heard from home and of my life in Cobleskill but observed, presently, a faraway look in her eyes and judged that she was not hearing me. Again she whispered: "Sally?" "She has been at school in Albany for a year," I said. "She is at home now and I am going to see her." "You love Sally?" she whispered. "Better than I love my life." Again she whispered: "Get married!"
More than ever I was resolved to be the principal witness in some great matter, as my friend in Ashery Lane had put it. I was eight months with Wright and Baldwin when I was offered a clerkship in the office of Judge Westbrook, at Cobleskill, in Schoharie County, at two hundred a year and my board. I knew not then just how the offer had come, but knew that the Senator must have recommended me.
Come and sit down." We sat down together on the porch. "Silas wrote in his last letter that you were going to leave your place in Cobleskill," she continued to my surprise. "He said that he was glad you had decided not to stay." It was joyful news to me, for the Senator's silence had worried me and I had begun to think with alarm of my future.
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