Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1852-03-25
Mr. EaSybOdY'S Mistake.
SHOWING HOW EVEN HENS MAY GIT CoRNED
BY INDUCING TOO FREELY.

SHOWING HOW EVEN HENS MAY GIT CORNED
BY INDUCING TOO FREELY.
Philander Limptou lived in Norway,
which town is situated in Oxford county
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exceeding good habits, being anxious to
lift his head in the world. and understand
thing or two but Philander's daddy
was poor. aud so the youth was obliged TO
look to his own exertions for the proeur-
ing of books The elder Limpton could
not but appreciate his sons laudable de-
sire, and 50 he gave to Philander small
lot of land, that the youth might cultivate
1t and raise therefrom the wherewith to
purchase grammar, and such other (tho
by the old man to be useless-for this
was forty years ago books as he tho't
proper
Philandcr broke mp his small lot of
land, and after due deliberation he planted
therein corn, The sunshine smiled. and
the clouds wept, upon Philauder's land
and in due course of time the full corn
was ripening in the ear But, alas short
ly before the season of harvesting. the
youth found that foil dopredations we're
being committed upon his premises.
Now over against the spot where PHI
lander Linton had planted his seed. lived
one Samson Easybody, an old man. COO
per by trade, who planted no corn Of his
own, but who kept large number Of hens.
and to Philander it soon became evident
that said hens were living upon the pro-
duets Of his own hard labor In fact. he
knew such to be case. for he caught the
whole squad Of fowls in his lot. picking a
way at the ripeued ears for dear life
With ruetul countenance Philander wait
ed upon old Samson Easy ybody, and stated
his cause Of grievance
"Well, u said the old man. with cool
ness that utterly astonished his youthful
visitor, II suppose my hens love your
corn"
Hens generally do, sir" replied PHI
lander
"Cert'nly, an that's wot makes 'em cat
1t, Just the same as you an me eats wot
we loves,-only hens haint got human uu-
derstanin', yer know, an 50 they don't
know your corn from mine Pm sorry. I
Philandcr, as my hens make such mis- (
takes, but really, l don't see how I can
help it." (
You can shut them up, can't you e. .
said the youth, in a tone rather of the per
emPtory order than of the suggestive. /
What " uttered old Easybodv. in n /
manner indicative Of great surprise -
How would you like to be shut Up o. /
Hens hain't got understanding, but, they
We got feelin's. Now, look here. continu-
ed the cooper, while a ray of some extra
ordinary thought shot athwart his old
yisage, 'the case stands Jest here That
little spot over there is yours, an you've
planted corn on it, an of course YOU had
a right to plant it there"
Most certainly l had, replied Philan-
der
Gan this land here is mine, 'aint it ~
Iueried Easybody. /
Yes"
can I've as good right to raise hens
lere. as you have to raise corn there ?"
"Certanly"
"Well, now I've taken my course. an
yOv've taken yours, only IN more lucky
han you, cause. you see. YOU cit all the
rOuhle. Now if my hens get among your
,orn, an hurt It, why I'm sorry, but then
can't help it; an So if your corn should
get among my hens an hurt them, why
you'd be sorry, cause you couldn't help
t. But hens has got nature, au' corn
laint so I'm on the safe side for corn's
rood for hens. Next year plant some
him that'll hurt 'cm. if 1--WE mind to.
corn wont"
In vain was it that Phllander plead with
he old man, and in vain that he urged his
claims Of right, and with heart swelling
With indignation, he turned his steps
lomeward As be came to his corn-lot he
topped, and looked over the fence and
us feelings were in no way relieved bv
hiding that old Easybody's hens we're
most industriously at work For full ten
minutes the youth gazed in silence upon
his scene, but at the end of that time his
yes beamed with happy thought, and I
ringing his hands together. with much &
-ehemenee, he uttered,
"I'll do it !"
Philander Limpton leaped over the
enee, and after searching about f r a few
he found an ear Of corn that
vas perfectly ripe, with kernels hard as
'rlck-bats, and breaking 1t from its stalk. :
e slipped it into his pocket. and started r
uickly homeward. Old Mr Limpton :
ad in bis days gone BY, been trainer, 3
nd among the accOutrements. incidental )
0 that profession. be still retained pom S
erous Queens Arm" which faithful old a
nusket had become the terror Of all hawks,
rows &c, &c, and toward this memento
{ his daddy's bloodless valor, PLiIander
made all haste. The musket was soon =
harged with little less than halfa-pint of !,
owder, and then, with eyes sparkling In 5
Il the brilliancy Of his happy thought, Il
be youth took the ear from his pocket. =
helled eff the almost crystalline kernels. Z
nd deliberately poured them into the ca 5
aoious barrel Of his weapon 4 wad of
ow finished the dose. aud then placing i,
ld "eueens Arm upon his shoulder. )
c started of towards his corn lot Q