The Horse Driver has the horses back the rear gate over grinder receiving grate. He pulls a lever and the tail-gate on the wagon drops open and the cobbed-corn comes rolling out and down into the chute.
Inevitably the cobbed-corn tangles up on itself and jams up in a little mound midways in the wagon-bed.
“I knew it, I knew it,” the elevater guy complains.
“Knew what?” the horse-farmer asks.
“The ears would get all stuck in the wagon,” the elevater guy fumes.
“Cobs just don’t flow like they used to,” the horse-farmer agrees.
Just don’t make corn cobs like they used to, the elevater guy remarks.
Suippose so the horse-farmer agree
You can tell, the elevater guy asserts, Don’t work as well in the outhouse these days
The horse-farmer raises a brow.
The elevater guy grins off-handedly, “The outhouse still makes a good-place to disappear to when Mable is too-a-gettin’ on my back days.”
No one can dispute his reasoning.


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Work on the Work In Progress, MyDay in HicksTown. A light-hearted look at life in the fictional town of HicksTown in WeenerMan Township.
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