AS Jared walked from his best friend's house he kicked along the dusty road of Wisconsin. Jared's friend John Killingsworth lived on a very large farm. The Killingworth farm had been in the family for over a hundred years. Jared and John both seventeen enjoyed rural life and the farm life they had grown up with.
Jared walked or ran the two miles from John's house. Jared was in great physical shape, so running part of the distance was more like fun.
'Clunk, Jared stopped and looking what his foot hit saw a silver buckle in the road dust. Picking it up he notice the weight and saw the brightness. "Hmmm no tarnish even though it was in the road," very odd he thought. Jared put the object in his shirt pocket and walked on to home.
"Huh," not twenty feet away and glistening in the grass at roadside was a two inch brass ring. "Must be my day for finding junk, he said to himself. The ring rolled over in his fingers as he looked at it the slide points came into view. The ring he thought was what some farm owners put in the nose of a bull.
In the shirt pocket went the brass ring with the silver buckle.
Jared got home just before evening supper. As his mother asked about his vacation day atthe Killingsworth farm, he washed up in the kitchen.
Mr. Thomas came into the kitchen and the family of three sat down for supper.
"Our father in heaven grant us thy favor and bless this home, amen Mr. Thoas gave thanks."
Jared told of his day of the massive farm and showed the silver buckle he had found. His father told him of a new stallion purchased for their draft horse breeding farm. Jared basically ran the farm since his father worked at the Morrison Quarter Horse stud farm a mile away.
Ten o' clock and the young man hit the hay turning out the light he settled down to sleep. The day starts early on the farm at five A.M.
Jared slept till about 1 A.M. he woke to a low hummmmm. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he looked around. On the dresser was the silver buckle. The silver glowed and made a humming sound. As he got out of bed he saw that the room reflected the glow.
Reaching to pick it up he felt the humming as his hand touched the object. Jared felt a power in the silver buckle and jumping back on his bed he sat looking at it.
Jarred had been brought up in the Christian faith, but a youth at seventeen is just beginning to feel a desire for manhoed.
Lying back he rolled the shinny buckle over in his hand, then he remembered the brass ring. "I wonder if it's shinning too, as jumped up to grab it also." The brass was clean but did not shine. The foolish boy took and spread the points of the ring, he set it in the bridge of his nose. Then picking up the buckle held high above his chest said, "By this power I wish to be a bull for Oh, Ahh week, and then change back, Ha Ha Ha Ya Sure."
The buckle went from a glow of a very bright light, so that Jared closed his eyes.