Owyhee bullion. [volume] (Silver City, I.T. [Idaho]) 1866-1867, 1867-03-14

Old Dick aud | bate the dust. il works
into he hair, and the sweat makes it stick
! till feel real mean and Just MS | would
Ike to rolI in the watering-trough-if i,
were only big enough"
Black Chrley gavca queer little whin.
ny, as much as t. say. what fig
ure you would make. trying to r1llin The
trough; and then said:
why, didn't think but that it was a
pretty nice sort of a day aud, indeed, |
didn't think of its b ing so very dusty
To be sure, | saw u god deal Of dust in
the roai; but it didn't fly mnch while |
went by. You see, | put my feet down
carefully, for | have noticed that dust is
very quiet stuff, unless some one kicks it
up or the wind blows it about, and then
it isn't SO nice. But must bid you good
afternoon, for | havn't had anything to
eat since breakfast; so am just going to
take one race around the lot and then eat
my supper Good by" And away went
Charley, racing around the pasture as if
he liked the fun.
Tell you what, Tom," said Dick, after
Charley had z ne, "there's somethingiu
what he says shouldn't wonder after
all, If half the trouble is that we kick up
our own dust Next time let's try his
way.
agreed says Tom. "But just now
| feel more ike eating than talkipg'
"ls Iha. allthe fable 2" ask, d George,
as Uncle Charles paused
"Yes," said he, "nor see if you can
guess the moral
"WeIl, sir" said Frar H. anppose
the moral is, that when things sex Us i
is our own fault And you mean-ion't
you?-that I've been kicking up my own
dust to-day. But can quite see b W"
Don't your" asked his uncle; "then
let me tell you what saw and heard one
morning before school time. As | was
sitting at my open window, | saw boy
come out with milk pail on his arm
1t was past his usual milking time, and
he looked hurried, and little out of
sorts, and as if he was just ready to get
our Of patience with something. He SAT
down to milk, and when he was nearly
through hurseay alighted on Old Bes-
sy's side, and she switched her tail to
drive it away, aud the tail hit the boy in
the face, so you old scamp' cried the
boy, and gave her blow with his fist
She dldnt quite understand this, and so
jumped, aud k oeked over the pail, boy.
and all, and ran off. Now don't you
think the boys was kicking up his. own
dust p nt'
Frank hung his head little, and said
nothing; but George pulled at his coat
slesve, and whispered pretty loudly, 4
say, Frank, he means you That's just
the way old Bessey split you and tn
milk this morning"
Uncle Charles laughed little, partly
at Ge,rge's odd way Of stating the case,
and partly to notice, what he hal often
observed in older hearers, how quick
each person is to see where the truth hits
some one el,e.
"Well," he continued, ''then the boy
led the pony out to the pump. Pony
didn't seem IN so great hurry to drink
As the boy did to have her do so; and SO
The boy kicked at her, and said, Drink
you old rascal Pony didn't like that,
aud SO gave quick jerk On the halter
and pony ran off through the gate, which
he bay had carelcssly left open. The
boy looked pretty angry when he got up,
aud looked about for club or stone to
throw at pnny He saw nothing bur
he pin that held the pig-pen door shut,
md so seized this and threw it "
"0hr laughed George, 'thats what
got the pin. You said you would ju>t
ike to know who had got it you know"
WELL" continued their uncle this
iidn't stop the horse, but let the pig Ions
md SO the boy had a great race AFTER
horse and pig. After breakfast the by
started in great haste for school; but his
Ihoe-string united, and he"
40, uncle" broke in Frank, "needn't
20 any further. I'll give it up that I've
ust been kicking up my own dust all
lay long"