The Red Cloud chief., 1877-08-30
How Eyaris Rims his Farm.

doesn't make money off OF MS iailn.
Horace Greedy and III. W. Beecher fail
ed because they weie not content 10 lei
their workmen run the farm. but must
needs put their W absurd Ideas IN
practice. Mr.. Evarts fails because his
manager is unable To understand him
and gets confused just IS soon rs Mr..
Evarts makes his appearance anu be.
gins 10 talk. Mr.. Evarts is moi foolish
enough 10 trust himsel: with the man
ual labor OF the farm: there are worse
things than that kind of meidling. Last
year. for inst tnce. Mr.. Evarts SAID 70
his manager. the very first morning Of
the summer vacation:
"Paisey. il becomes n@ceSsary,ln view
Of the s%uperabun ience of foreign aud
deleterious elements among those green,
and waving uprightS. 10 place the cAar-
ger in front of the utensll with the
branching and numerous supporters
and have the latter agitate the surface
of the naturally productive soil.
PatSey said SUR" and his face wore
a look of the most hopeless Confusion
not unmixed with admirlng surprise.
The astounding density Of the va
rious species of the human head. con-
tinued Mr.. Evarts, after a start Of vex-
alton. succeeded 10y a period Of pro-
found thought, rs a something, i am
free to confess, much beyond my com
%prehension. have transacted business
in the course of my career. with the
wandering Arab of the desert; | have
passed hours in friendly contention
with the hopeless Ignorance peculiar To
the backwoods of Tennessee: | have
labored for vexatiouS periods with the
average followers of Democracy IN the
colder regions of the law-abidlng North
| have had conversations with Andrew
Johnson without the remotest desire to
enforce the punishment he so deserved !;
| have combated Lucy Stone s;ngly and
alone for three successive hours; | have
| even communed with the stOlid and
peculiarly happy idi0cy Of Gideon
Welles; but never saw the like of this.
Ii is worse than the jury III the l;eeeher
trial. BY the ghost of William Tell the
mans Il horse"
lis it a horse you want. SUR SAID
l'atsey, a happy light dawning upon
him.
The exact purpose of the creation Of
such beings" pursued Mr.. Evarts. heed
less of the interruption, lis something
which will perhaps be revealed AT some
time i'll the fan distant future. At pres
ent the discussion of /, Is premature.
Mankind is necessarily divided into
various grades, each fitted To its sphere.
The sphere of this man has perhaps not
been developed. | am fain Ia think
him as supertluous rs he Is idlotic. The
work for which he has been created is
either yet To come or has gone with the
lapse of time. never To return. ] should
like TO trace the theory of Darwin IN
this creature. ! should Ike to compara
him with the lower species, if. happily,
there are any lower. | wish | had AN
OranC-Onfano here"
we haven't one on the farrum. sur"
SAID Iatsey with some haste. They
they was sold by mistake. sur, lasht
winter. along wild lie petatys."
cease, barbarian" said Mr.. Eyarts
with towering scorn, evidently proyok-
ell beyond endurance. Upon nv soul
you have As little knowledge Of farm
work as the Hon. benjamin F. Butler
has of politics. If | hadn't had the ex-
IRENE misfortune of employing you for
the last five years ! should resolve upon
the spot that you were the wretche,i
creature from Ohio who is seeking AN
office. and order ont a regiment to put
you down IA ruthlessly ~ If You were a
bowling mob"
Mr.. Eydrts rushed wildly into the
house.
81 think" said Patsey, after wasting
another precious half hour in profound
thought. IL think Musther Evarts want
me to harness the oxin to the carriage
and put the colts To the hay-wagon.
though what the divil he wint through
all that palav-r for is more than | G a
tell. wish he'd go back To Washing
ton and run the Government. leayin
me To run the farIum."
And all in the wJrlI tina. NJ. Evarts
wanted Was that Pdtsey SHOULD Guilt
vate the cOrn.-ROchester u, mocrat.