The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-10-06
FATHER AND son.
Prophe$yiag Complaints.


my son." said the old man, letting
the paper slide FROM his hands to his
lap. pushing his glasses high up on his
forehead aud gazing refectively at the
boy who was seated across the table
from him. My son, 81 overheard You
to-day hold,n' a long argument with
neighbor Wilkins rs I" the respective
merits o the pIantin' o potatoes. tur-
nips. beet., radlshes. melous and many
other kinds o. garden truck III the
moon ; you hold that things as you
wanted to grow down int" tho earth
should lie planted in the dark Of the
moon, aud them AS bore their fruit oh
the vines above ground should be de-
posted in the earth when that gently
beamin' chip y the night was iu the
light quarters that's about the way |
understood you ; am l right F"
the son nodded his head to give his
father assurance that he had struck the
right trail and followed the flock to
covey. and the old man resumed
Aud besides, l overheard you com
mentin' On the immense amount y rain
tall this spring and the gloomy pros
poets for corr and other crops, aud pre-
dictin' that when the moon changed
aud the sun crossed the line We should
have intensely hot weather and dry,
and everything would snffer theu as
much by Irouth rs it is now d0ia' by
water ; am | right r
Again the boy telegraphed that his
worthy sire's hearing had not deceived
him.
.'Boy," said the old gentleman SOL
emmy. "wllO did you contract with for
your first spell % weather?
'What kind o job did you turn out.
ar how mach i yoa git for is!
"When was You apprenticed to 4
weather prophet. and how long did it
take you to learn the tradef
"Where is your diploma tn show you
are a graduate from the weather bu-
reau7
Who was Your instructor in that won
derfui dlspelsatOry o moon wisdom
and weather -matics
How long have you been back from
your trip to the moon, and what did
the secretary Of the interior on that Ia
minous body think about beets, turnips
and cabbage hsadsi
"What did he think o. you3
'.When you get as old as I, son. you
will know, it you spend your time be
tween now aud then as you should,
that a turnip never asked the moon
when to grow or when to stop CROWN.
"Tllat the man who plants his garden
accordin' to the superstitious advice o.
some cracked Drained old wOman aud
then goes down town and talks wealth
er and politics and lets the garden and
the moon take care y his plants will
have mighty little sass for cake and
small potatoes for his winter breakfast.
You will know that hangin' your
chin on the dividin' fence and discus
sim tina latest scandal or the merir~ o.
a new mowin' machine won't stir the
dirt around the corn-hill nor hill up the
melons.
That readin' the signs o. to-day to
strike a balance on next weeks wealth
err is IA blamed poo: way to trim a hedge
o. fence in il hog lot. =
"Tlat figurin' up the cost to this
country o. the tariff never hunga barn
ooVa ~ pun lax lOOA Ou q SA1OAO 1lotcCs
That q%narrelin' with your neighbor
a whole evening through as to whether
the world Was built in six days or six
thousand years don't win the children's
respect n ,r mend the harness.
THAT the man who gets out Of bed
with the sun and goes to bed in decent
season after spcndin' the day tendin'
his farm aud his own business.
will find the most corn in his crib in
December and the most apples in his
cellar.
''That he who smiles when his wife
speaks TO him and takes a moment to
pat his chiid's chubby cheek and teach
him the art o using the hoe, or the diff
ference between a flower aud a useless
weed, will find a neat table we'll tricked
and loaded when he comes from work,
and will never have cause to be asham
ed of the children he rears.