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Updated: June 14, 2025
"It's a wonder we weren't smothered," said Bob. "Are you quite sure no bones have been broken?" "Bones broken? Why, Bob, it was like coming down on a big feather bed. I only hope Rusher doesn't do any damage." "So do I." When the boys finally floundered out of the hollow into which they had fallen, they found themselves in snow up to their waists.
"He was running fast enough when he threw us out," answered Bob. It did not take the boys long to get into the cutter again. "Don't let him get away on the road home," sang out Farmer Daly after them. "No fear of that," answered Bob. He was very careful how he let Rusher step out. It was growing late, but Bert did not urge him on, so it was half-past five before the Ramdell house was reached.
"I've had a lovely time!" called out Nan. "So have I had a lovely time," added little Flossie. "Splendid," came from Freddie. "The baby is awful nice to play with." "I've had a good time, too," said Bert. "The hockey game was just the best ever, and so was the drive behind Rusher, even if we did get dumped out." The drive back to Lakeport was enjoyed as much as the drive to Dalton in the morning.
Not once have I said a word about love to you, and me loving you all the time. That's going some for a man that's used to having his own way. I'm somewhat of a rusher when it comes to travelling. I reckon I'd rush God Almighty if it came to a race over the ice. And yet I didn't rush you. I guess this fact is an indication of how much I do love you. Of course I want you to marry me.
And it is also essentially necessary to keep an eye on calving cows, for if the calf is not brought up at once, branded, and so forth, it will be sure to turn out wild and a rusher, and then it would have to be shot at once, to prevent its infecting other beasts. Of course, we are all stockmen more or less; but Old Colonial and the Saint are the chief hands at this work.
Thus the "rusher," a man of unusual skill, getting double wages, went along well within his forces, while the others were working themselves to death in order to keep up and not lose their jobs.
Sleighs were on all sides and, as the two boys drove along, two different sleighing parties passed them. "Hullo, Ramdell!" shouted a young man in a cutter. "Got out old Rusher, I see. Want a race?" "I think I can beat you!" shouted back Bob, and in a moment more the two cutters were side by side, and each horse and driver doing his best to win. "Oh, Bob, can you hold him?" cried Bert.
Una hesitated between an old beaded purse and a gay picture of Daniel in the lion's den, and finally offered Mary her choice. Mary really hankered after the beaded purse, but she knew Una loved it, so she said, "Give me Daniel. I'd rusher have it 'cause I'm partial to lions. Only I wish they'd et Daniel up. It would have been more exciting." At bedtime Mary coaxed Una to sleep with her.
"The best part of it was that Rusher, my own gardener, was beaten badly in every class," put in Sir Philip, with a smile. "Not in every class," corrected Miss Heredith. "The peaches and nectarines from the walled garden were awarded first prize." "Rusher was beaten in the vegetable classes in giant vegetable marrows and cabbages," retorted Sir Philip, with a chuckle. "He hasn't got over it yet.
Only occasionally we find it necessary to slaughter some unmanageable rusher, a cow, or bullock, and then we have beef, fresh and salted down. Mutton was just as scarce for several years, as we could not afford to kill out of our small flock; and mutton is not good to salt down. Now, we kill a sheep every week, sometimes a couple, as the township will take the surplus meat, and so it pays us.
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