Amusing Incidents Of My Threshing Days


| September/October 1961



12 hp Frick

Jack Egbert's 12 hp Frick on 53% incline at Montpelier, Ohio, June 25, 1954, National Threshers.

Route 3, Muncy, Pennsylvania

As I had promised in ray recent article in the Album to write another article of some of the amusing incidents of my threshing days of the past - and from the requests from many who answered my letter -here goes with a few of them for others to compete with.

This article contains no great tales of how much we did or how fast we threshed - nothing but the comedy of day-to-day fun that can come where men get together on a job and everything goes along well. One thing I must say is we were well blessed with good hands and helpers and this in turn helped bring about many lively times when we least looked for it.

I'll start out with the first incident that happened a year or more before we bought the tractor outfit. We then had a small portable rig consisting of a six horse power Van Duzen gasoline engine and a small separator that was moved with teams. We moved the engine and the farmer moved the thresher to the next job.

One of our customers, a small job farmer living along the banks of the Susquehanna River, had no barn -just a small stable for his horses and cow. His crops were stored under pole-sheds and stacks well-covered.

We had a small team of horses, Bird and Dick, part broncho, half brother and sister, and only three days difference in their ages. They were fat, slick, and very gentle and chummy, but with all this there were times they could be real heathens. Here at this place there was no place for them to be stabled, so the farmer pushed his farm wagon into the dirty barnyard under a shade tree - and with a big armful of hay, and one tied on each side of the wagon, we left them to their pleasures.