Stories handed down from my Dad |
Ol’ Zeb caught a movement out of the corner of his eye and moseyed over to the fence to take a look. He saw a lad trudging along with a big chain dragging behind him. Curious, Zeb asked, “Hey there, young feller, why’re ya pullin’ that chain down the road?” “Well,” drawled the boy with a scornful look. “You ever tried to push one down the road?” |