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Mr. Jack, And His Cow Daisy Come To Town. Fantasy Short Story.

Updated on February 4, 2012

Thursday, January 26, 2012

It was during the great depression that folks like the rag man, and the buttermilk man were most popular.

Mr. Jack was and elderly gentle man that raised a few cows, and had a kind heart for helping the poor. He had a little more money than most people because he worked from dusk until dawn every day on his dairy farm, but his sweet dear wife Lily passed on because of polio. When she was struck down by a terrible awful fever , Jack cried by her bed side as he held her hand. The loss of her life broke down Mr. Jack so awful bad that he had to be institutionalized for a while.

It took some time for Mr. Jack to face Lily's passing much , and his condition improved so his son brought his father back home. His son John wondered if his dad would be alright. Mr. Jack encouraged his son that he would, and so it was that he thanked his fine son for looking after him, and then hugged him.

At night the old man turned out his bedroom light after his son left, and he cried , wiping his eyes as his sadness seemed to never cease to end.

Then one lovely morning Mr. Jack felt much better as if God gave him a lease on life ,so he decided to take a walk to his barn, and that was when he thought about taking one of his best milk cows for a walk with him to town.

He thought about Lily as he walked his milk cow Daisy down the side of his local town street. The city marshal Sam Wells was elated to see Jack up, and around, and so it was that he did not worry over the traffic because Mr. Jack cautiously took the shoulder of the town street anyhow so that he would not bring traffic to a near standstill.

When Mr. Jack found a safe place to settle down to relax, he turned one milk bucket over to sit down on , and placed the other under Daisy, and began to milk his cow as citizens with little children, and babies would come to see what was going on with the beautiful cow Daisy.

A small boy holding on tightly to his mama's dress carefully watched Mr. Jack as he drew milk from Daisy. The mother of the child wished hard for some of the milk for her little baby in her arms, and for her small son so she asked Mr. Jack if he could spare some of the milk for a nickle that she held in her hand. She asked fora nickles worth in a small cup.

Sweet , and kind Mr. Jack smiled , and told her to dip a few cups of the milk from the milk bucket into a nice large jar, and the young mom felt so good, and so happy , and did what he recommended.

It did not take long before other young moms brought their sweet little children over to watch Mr. Jack milk Daisy. The young mothers had actually never saw such wonderful , and delicious milk come straight from a cow before. They asked him all about butter in milk, and if it was as delicious because none of them could ever afford butter in milk until Mr. Jack gave some to them.

And so it was that for a time, and for many along time to come throughout the great depression would Mr. Jack walk his cows downtown. Everyone in the city enjoyed the wonderful sweet, and delicious taste of cream, and buttermilk, and tasty healthy milk that was derived from the old man's healthy wonderful cows.

Mr. Jack never took a cent of money , not a single penny from any of the mothers, and there was a reason why he did not. The old man's wife Lily did not have the best of nutrition in her life as she was growing up, and that led to her polio that took her life.

Times were hard back then. A lot of good people died of Typhoid fever, and from the simplest of ills because doctors were scarce, and transportation was slow because some people were only fortunate enough to possess wagons.

Jack lived a long life, and all of it went to help other people , other good people . Jack was so heart broken over the loss of Lily that he once thought about taking his own life, but Jack figured that he would be no good to anyone if he destroyed himself so he decided to dedicate his life to helping other souls.

The children that drank Mr. Jacks milk from Daisy grew to be healthy adults, strong healthy young men, and women, and they all learned a little more about taking care of their families. The great depression ended, and life became much better for the poor.

God Bless Everyone.


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    • stars439 profile image

      stars439 5 years ago from Louisiana, The Magnolia and Pelican State.

      Thank You Mr.s Brooks. I am so glad you enjoyed it. God Bless You.

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Stars this is a wonderful story. i love it... I am going to share it everyone needs to read this

      blessing to you