It was a brand new, up-to-date McCormick reaper that A.J. Drew purchased Monday of Laird & Granger. Its bright steel glistened in the sunlight and its newly painted parts made it look attractive enough to the eye of any farmer for him to long to get to his harvesting. But now it is only a second-hand affair, and it runs as if it had the rheumatics. And it has good reasons for being in that condition, for it was roughly handled. Will Granger went out to Mr. Drew's, who lives on the Laser (sp?) farm northeast of town, Tuesday morning and assisted in setting up the machine, having it ready to start just before noon. A team of old, staid, steady-looking horses was hitched to the thing, and the driver mounted to the seat, and gave the command to start. The horses started, but what a start! They bounded into the air like sky rockets, throwing the driver up a hundred feet or more. By much trouble the excited horses were stopped after they had run a ways, but the new self-binder was a sorry-looking spectacle, with its bent and twisted irons and painted parts scratched and marred. By working at it all afternoon Mr. Granger got it in some sort of shape so that it could be run towards night, but now it works with a creak and a groan.