Our Selection 2 (Steele Rudd)

Steele Rudd

Chapter 2. Our First Harvest

If there is anything worse than burr-cutting or breaking stones, it’s putting corn in with a hoe. We had just finished. The girls were sowing the last of the grain when Fred Dwyer appeared on the scene. Dad stopped and talked with him while we (Dan, Dave and myself) sat on our hoe-handles, like kangaroos on their tails, and killed flies. Terrible were the flies, particularly when you had sore legs or the blight. Dwyer was a big man with long, brown arms...