The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1869-04-12

be visiting over there that afternoon.
The esquire, he was gone away; but then
he's Just as queer about not believing in
signs and foreruiners as his wife, Now,
it was only week or two ago tn our
house tn get our Sam to help him abou,
butchering his hog.
+" Goodness gracious! Esquire John
son. says I, you ant rally going to hey
your hog killed to-day, are youi"
"'Well, yes says he, if l can get
any one tn help me about it,
$50, as for help says I, you are
welcome to Sam with all my heart, but !
suppose you know that pork amt good
for nothin' unless it is killed in the new
Of the moon?" .,., LAX,
"But he only laughed, and said he
guessed lie would risk it, as they were
wanting some pork over tn his house
pretty ,had.,a So, in course, l had puthin
further tn say; buta day, or two after
wards ] happened tn drop in pretty early
in the morning. The breakfast table
waru't cleared off, aud there, on q platter,
/ seed some ofthe perks My stars and
cutters it was all fried, shrunk, shrivel-
cd and frizlediupi and looked as tpsteless
as ,shoc-leathcr, and brown as my silk
gown. Artar, I had sot spell, audit
come around handy, l jest axed him if lie
thought he hadn't missed it when hekill-.
ed his pork Us he did. { i. 4s.md.a.,
pa" killing it how, Mrs. Brown says
he, Il don't quite understand what you
mean -" -' "a" i'''' wy ''''''
q why having it killed in the old Of
the moon,' says i. 'You may depend
upon it, Esquire johnson, that it is
nuthing else in the world that makes it
shrink up andfry all away
echo, no, ho! says he, laughing, it's
morc'n,y opinion, Mrs. Brown, that its
present uninyi,ing appearance is owing tn
the circumstance. Of my wifc's leaving it
over the fire too long Will, she was up
stairs tending tn the Children for when
Icomciin from the barn, the kitchen was
eli ckifull ofsmnke, 'and the pork burn
ed black as my boots.@ se @
g"Now, Matilda Jane, I might hey
talked till doomsday, and that man
wouldn't hey thought any different.
Some folks never learn by experience, and
Esquire johnson is one ofthem sort. Last
year he ac,ily plqnted his potatoes IN the
new Of the NOON r,.l,..,...
Esquire Johnson says depend
upon it, you won't hcv nlore'n half n crop.
Pcrtatocs and all sich like had oughter be
planted in the old Of the moon, or, in
steal Of having bottoms, they all run tn
tops" .'s#" ~ = ,.n
"And sure enough, in the fall, when
he cumltu'dig 'em, the heft fen warn't
bigger'n wnlnuts. As usual, he laid it
tn sutling else, and couldn't make him
believe that The moon he'd anything tn do
with it-said it was owing to the dry
weather, and could be fossically explain.
cd, and all that sort Of thing. But sure
as bugs, Mrs. Lester, here comes Jonas
with the team, and promised wouldn't
keep him waiting a minute. Just be
/ good enough to reach me my bonnet and
shawl off the bed in the bedroom"
80, Mrs. Brown, never mind about
Jonas stay and take tea with me, and
Harry will take you home in the evening
i wantto hear about those. i.a
Come, Graudma'am, amt yon most
ready Y said Jonas, putting his head in
at the door ti-.iu 10 -qip5
Eyes, Jonas, Tn coming right along.
Good bye, Mrs. Lester.' IN
But those chickens, Mrs. Brown,
Those chickcns!"i' ". .ans VI b! -
Caught and eat by skunks afore they
was week oldw screamed Grandma am
Brown, as fhe ratified off ai5 81, 4