Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1849-12-19

dispute, he said. Father. there needn't
be no trouble about that. for ,histles can't
never grow there; it amt the right kind OF
land tor thistles and you couldn't never
make a thistle grow there if you should
try as long as you live"
$50 much the BETTER" said Jonathan,
land I'm determined the whole world
shall know there amt no thistles there.
and shan't never be any there; and III
write it in large letters on board. and
set it up on post by the side OF the road
where every body goes along. and the
writing shall be, there shant nerer be no
thistles aUorcd to gro~ on gold apple
Ge1d."
..You will. willH' says John.
"Yes. | will" says Jonathan.
"Well. them SAYS John, ''l'll tell you
what it's brother. if it is the last words
have to speak. if you Go that thing Ill
split the farm right in tn, and build up a
high fence between US, and III never
have any thing more to do with you the
longest day I live"
IL can't help that" said Jonathan; my
mind is made up, and the world shall
know that there shan't never be no this
ties allowed to grow on gold-apple field"
And while their blood was up. Jona-
than went to work and put up his sign
board. all writ out in large letters. AT
that, John turned as red as fire, and call
ed his boys and went to work and run
great high fence across the farm between
him and Jonathan: SO high that they had
to get up on a ladder to look over it. And
when twas done. John went up on the
ladder and looked over, and called out as
loud as he could call, "Good by, Jona-
than, I've done with you forever" 81
cant help that said Jonathan. "there
shan't never be no thistles allowed to grow
on gold-apple field
After this the families lived entirely
separate, and got along the best way they
could, but with much less comfort than
they used to nave. Some things that
Jon athan raised he had as much again
as he knew what to do with, and it rotted
on the ground. And some other things
that he didn't raise, and wanted very
much, was rotting on Johns ground
! And jest so twas with John on 'tother
side of the fence. Things went on in
this way a few years, and they didn't
know much about how each other got
along At last one day Jonathan heard
John up top of the ladder, calling out
most bitterly, "Bro;her Jonathan, Brother
Jonathan, do come; the Silverbuckles are
here. lickin my boys half to death. thrash
in Of 'em with this,les. and scratchin their
eyes out. DO come and bring your boys
over and help drive 'cm away"
but you've done with US forever"
said Jonathan; land besides, it's too
much of job to get over that fence. l
don't see but you'll have to fight your
battles out the best way you can. Re-
member, always told you that YOU bet
ter weed out them thistles. If you had
followed my advice they wouldn't now be
scratchin your boys eyes out; but instead
Of that, your boys might now be over
along with my boys diggin in gold-apple
field"
..Gold-apple field be hanged" said
John, IL wish | never had heard Of it,
and then this fence wouldn't been here
to prevent your coming over to help U.S.
The upshot of the matter was. that
Johns boys all got dreadful lickin.
which they didn't get over for long time,
and the Silverbuckles carried off as much
plumber as they had a mind to, and John
give 'em deed Of strip of his land.
Sometime after this, while Jonathan s
boys were busy diggin on gold-apple field,
the Silverbuckles, who had always been
wrathy about that field. agreed with the
Goldthread family, who lived south of
'em, and with the families of the Boheas
: and the Shushons, who lived on 'to,her
side of the pond, to go together and give
Jonath ans boys lickn and rob the or
chards. So down they went in whole
hocks and swarms, and the first thing
Jonathan's boys knew they were having
it rough and tumble, and were getting the
worst Of it. Jonathan heard the outcry,
and run putting and sweating down TO
the high fence, and looked through 9
crack, and called out to John, "DIo;;,,: : =
John. brother John. the Silverbuckles. and
the Goldthreads, and the Boheas, and the
Shushons are swarming over on gold-ap-
pie field, and fell afoul Of my boys, and
I'm afeard they'll half kill 'em. Do jest
send your boys over 10 help drive 'em a.
way
/ John put his finger up to the side Of his
nose, and says ne. .Brother Jonathan.
Ill tell you what it's. my boys are out of
the scrape now. and | reckon they better
keep out Of it. And, besides, they We had
one ALFRED thrashn lately and l reckon
that's their part
The upshot of the matter this time was.
that Jonathan's boys got an awful drub-
bin. and had their orchards all robbed,
and the Silverbuckles, and the Gold
threads, and the Boheas. and the Shushons
went off with the plumber.
Not long after this Jonathan was walk
ing one day along by the high fence,
thinkin and rumin attn, and he thought he
would look through the crack and speak
to John. And, as he put his face to the
crack, John was that minute putting his
face to it to speak to Jonathan, and their
noses almost hit each other.
''Hullc,' said John. sis that you. broth
er Jonathan, How do you all do to-day2
| should like to shake hands with you,
hut [ cant net my hand through this