The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1883-09-29

AROUND ana how ne MADE tt
Warm for the Deacon.
PEEK. San.
"Want to buy any cabbages1" said
the bad boy to the grocery man, as he
stopped at the door of the grocery,
dressed in blue wamus, his breeches
tucked in his boots, and an old hat on
his head, with hole that let out his
hair through the top. He had got out
Of democrat wagon, and was holding
the lines hitchcd TO horse about forty
years old, that leaned against the hitch
ing post to rest. "Only shilling
apiece"
40, go way" said the grocery man.
al only pay three cents apiece" And
then he looked at the boy and said,
"Hello, Hennery, is that you? have
missed you all the week, and now you
come on to me sudden, disguised as a
granger. What does this all mean9"
at means that have been the vic
tim OF as vile conspiracy rs ever was
known since Caesar was stabbed and
Mark Antony Grated over his PROSTATE
corpse in the Roman forum, to an audi
ence of supes and scene shifters," and
the boy dropped the lines on the side
walk, said, "Whoa, gol darn you," to
the horse that was asleep, wiped his
boots on the grass in front Of the store
and came in, and seated himself on the
old half bushel. "There this seems
like home again."
"What's the row, Who has been
playing it on you7 and the grocery
man smelled sharp trade in cabbages, as
well as other smells peculiar to the farm.
"Well, I'll tell you. Lately our folks
have been constantly talking Of the in
dependent life Of the farmer, and how
easy it is, and how they would like it il
| would learn to be farmer. They
said there was nothing like it, and
several OF the neighbors joined in and
said had the natural ability to be one
Of the most successful farmers in the
State. They all drew pictures Of the
fun it was to work on farm, where
you could get your work done and take
your h-polc and go off and catch fish,
or gun and go out and kill game, and
how you could ride horses, and pitch
hay, and smell the sweet perfume, and
go to husking bees and dances, and
everything, and they got me all worked
up so wanted to go to work on farm.
Then an old deacon that belongs to
our church, who runs farm about
eight miles out Of town, he came on the
scene and said he wanted boy, and if
would go out and work for him he
would be easy on me because he knew
my folks, and we belonged to the same
church. can see il now. 1t was all
put up job on me, just like they play
three card monte on fresh stranger
was took in. BY gosh, ! have been
out there week, and here's what there
isleft ofme. The only way Igot chance
to come to town was to tell the farmer
could sell cabbages to you for a shil-
ling apiece. I knew you sold them
for fifteen cents and l thought you
would give a shilling. So the farmer
said he would pay me my wages in cab
bages at a shilling apiece and only
charge me dollar for the horse and
wagon to bring them in. So you only
pay three cents. Here are thirty cab
bages, which will come to ninety cents.
I pay dollar for the horse, and when
get back to the farm / owe the farmer
ten cents, beside working week for
nothing. o, il is all right. / don't
kick, but this ends farming for Hennery.
know when ! have got enough Of an
easy life on n farm. prefer hard
life, breaking stone on the streets, to
an easy, dreamy life on Alarm"
"They did play it on you, didn't
they" said the grocery man. "But
wasn't the old deacon a good man to
work forl"
"Good man nothin' said the boy,
as he took up piece OF horse radish
and began to crate it on the inside Of
his rough hand. al tell you there's 4
heap Of difference in deacon in Sun
day School, telling about sowing wheat
and tares, and deacon out on a farm
in hurrying season, when there is hay
to get in and wheat to harvest all at
the same time. went out TO the farm
Sunday evening with tho deacon and
his wife, and they couldn't talk too
/ WuC0 ABOUT tuC We WOuth
have, and the fun /; but the deacon
changed more than forty degrees in five
minutes after we got out to the FARM
He jumped out OF the wagon and pull
ed Of his coat, and let his wife climb
out over the wheel, and yelled to the
hired girl to bring out the milk pail,
and told me to fly around and unhar-
ness the horse, and throw down lot
Of hay for all the work animals, and
then told me to run down to the pas.
ture and drive up lot Of cows. The
pasture was half mile away, and the
COWS were scattered around in the woods,
and the mosquitoes were thick, and
got all covered with mud and burrs,
and stung with thistles, and when got
the cattle near to the house, the old
deacon yelled to me that ! was slower
than molasses in the winter, and then
took club and tried to hurry the cows,
and he yelled at me to stop hurrying,
cause l would retard the flow Of milk.
By gosh l sDaS mad. l asked for a mos.
quito bar to put over me next time
went after the cows, and the people al
laughed at me, and when sat down or
the fence to scrape the mud of my
Sunday pants, the deacon yelled like h
does in the revival, only he said, come
procrastination is the thief Of time