Omaha daily bee., 1880-06-01
AGRICULTURAL COMMENT.
By THE HAwKEYE FARMER

BY THE HAwKEYE FARMER 6.
The wheat never looked better" re
marked the sad passenger, gazing ou'
of the window.
"Where is there any wheati" asked
the fat passenger.
II don't know" was the calm reply
ri don't really know that THERE'S any
wheat in Wyandott county, but every
body always talks about the wheat
looking finely at this time of the year,
and I know that it must be the proper
thing to say"
"rhat is wheat in the field on oul
right" said The man or the wood-box.
"Tbat green stuff echoed all the
other passengers, rushing to the win.
dow. +.
eyes," he replied, "that bright,
dark green stuff"
"Why," they chorused again, in
disappointed tones, sit looks like
grass
81 thought wheat was yellow" said
the Passenger with the sandy goaiee;
don't they always talk about the vel,
low fields and the gelde3 grainl"
That's when it's ripe?' incredu-
lousy cried the sad passenger. 81
guess you're thinking Of corn meal.
How could they make white bread out
of yellow wheatl"
"There are two kinds of wheat,
aren't there2" asked the tall, thin pas.
senger.
eyes," said the man on the wood
box, "Spring and Winter"
SLOW do they difer!"
"Wel," the man on the wood-bo
said, Spring wheat is planted in the
Spring, and Winter wheat is planted
in the Winter"
81 have heard farmers tslk of Fall
wheat" the fat passenger said.
eyes," the man on the wood box
~assented, and then, in answer to their
looks of inquiry, he added, SIT is
plan ed in the Fall"
II thought" the passenger with
the sandy gcatee remarked, "that
Spring wheat was planted in the Fall,
and harvested in the SPRING."
The man ON the wood-bo1 said:
eyes, he believed, come to think Of
it, that was the way of it."
"And winter wheat, ther," the cad
passenger suggested, 'is planted in
the sprin; and harvested in the win
| teri"
The man on the wood-box shifted
uneasiiy in his seat and looked nerv-
ously up and down the Car.
"Wel', yes" he said, 81 guess it's
that way"
"Then Fall wheatl" asked the pas.
senger, earnestly.
And the man on the wood-box bit
off the end of a match, took off his
hat and looked into it, and finally said
that he believed it wasn't planted un-
til next fall.
"Then you get three crops Of
wheat" said the sad passenger, "off
the same field in one yesrl"
The man on the wood box said
Eyes," but SO family that he had to
repeat it twice before they could hear
him.
(Which is the best wheat2" asked
the tall thin passenger.
The man on the wood.bo was heard
by a strange passenger to whisper to
the stovepipe that she wished he was
dea6," but he rallied q little and said:
"For breadq"
eyes, for bread"
The man on the wood.box opened
his mouth to reply, when he caught
the eye of the woman who talks bass,
fixed upon him with a strange, intense
expression. He got off his perch,
walked down the aisle to the disueed
and abandoned water tank, looked
around for this long-lost tin cup, drew
some hypothetical water into it out of
the empty tank, took a long drink of
nothing out of it, and as he came back
to his seat the subdued croak of the
woman who talks bass, aud the COM
posed countenance of the other pas.
sengers convinced him they had been
laughing about something. But he
didn't seem to care what it was about,
for he didn't ask, and presently he
drew his hat down over his eyes and
dissembled sleep.