The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1883-11-23
A LECTURE on BOYS.

Babies viii always play Peek-a-boo.
Ella Wheeler, IN Hdrpers Young People.
A LECTURE on BOYS.
Cousin Ellen advised that the next
John Spicer lecture be upon the sub
ject of boys. Then some one expressed
the opinion that it would be well for
John Spieer to catch himself and put
himself in the row and hear his own
lecture, but as no lecturer could stand
up in front and lecture and at the same
time be sitting in a row, hearing, it was
decided that John Spicer should catch
himself, and put himself in a row, and
that then cousin Ellen herself should de-
liver the lecture. This accordingly was
done. John Spicer caught himself and
put himself in the row, and Cousin
Ellen delivered the lecture, as follows:
Boys are found in Europe, Asia,
Africa, America, Australia and
other places. Some wear clothes
and some do not. The latter are ma
tives of hot countries. The we'll
known and familiar American boy
wears clothes, and wears them good
DEAL wears them out, as one NAV say,
not meaning outdoors, but out. Bows
of this species, so far as have known
them, have great deal to do; steady
business all the year round indeed,
some are SO hurried, so pressed for
time, they can scarcely wait to dress in
the morning, and sometimes hurry so
fast as to get their clothes on behind-
side before, in which case they gener-
ally take them off again. Their en-
ployment is different at different times
of the year. In the winter they drive
brisk business in ice and snow. Hur-
rah for coast or a skate! Up and
away! No time to be lost. The coast
needs filling in, or smoothing off, or
digging out or water poured over it,
Snow houses are to be made, snow men
to be nodded. Hurry is the word. A
thaw may come. The ice may melt in
the pond, the school-bell may ring, is
sure to ring. Meals have to be eaten
On with cap and mittens. No time to
waste.
Business dull in the spring. Not at
All. Spring brings its work, Rubber
boots are in demand. There is valuable
sloSh to be waded in. The water pow
er in the cutters is to be turned in.
Chip boats are to be launched on it,
dams of mud and stones built across for
a GLOW" The last snowballing is to
be done before the sun shall melt the
snow every bit away. Snow gone, the
bare ground is put to instant use.
Hoops are to be driven on it,
tops spun upon it, marbles rolled
upon it. Willow whistles are to
be cut and blown through. Windmills
to be whitfield out and nailed up. Wind
power is made use of in whirling these
round and in flying kites. The kite
business in itself is large one, and in
cludes cutting, framing, shaping, whit
Ting, string hunting and bobtying.
Also the boat business is large, taking
in all the rigging and sail-making.
Next comes summer! Hurrah now
for the woods and the hills and the
fields and the ponds and the seashore!
Tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are
marching along the seashore. Oh, SO
much to do! Shells to be found,
stones to bes gathered into pockets.
Water warm? Yes. Off clothes and
go in swimming. Now 90 on, tramp,
tramp, tramp; crab shells, and horse
shoe shells, and live creatures from
puddles, all to be gathered into hand
kerchiefs; beach grasses to be gathered,
boats to be rocked in. just one mo-
ment for stretching out on the warm
sands. Ripple, ripple, sound the waves.
Off clothes again and go in swimming.
Now away to the woods. Tramp,
tramp, the boys are marching, march
ing among the buttercups and daisies,
chasing butterflies running races up
in the pastures over the hills and far
away, picking berries, climbing trees,
swinging on the boughs, gathering cat
o'-nine-tails. Here's pond. Get some
pond lilies. There's a turtle. Catch
him. Down he goes under! OFF clothes
and go in swimming. Here's a brook;
fish with pin ish-hook. No fish? No,
not fish. Sit on the bank and tell
stories-fsh stories, bear stories, circus
stories, Fourth OF July stories, any
kind. There goes great butterfly.
Quick! Quick! over fences, down, up,
over, across. There he is! No, he's
gone. Another brook-go in wading.
What's that struggling over the stone
wall? A squash vine? Yes. Now
squash-vine trumpets. loot, toot, foot,
the boys are marching, marching
across the fields, through the orchards,
picking up apples, smelling the
hay, climbing into hay wagons.
There's well; tug at the ropes, down
goes bucket, up comes the other, drip
ping, pitching, spilling over upon the
i l. 1 I
Was ever anything SO cold and so wet?
The sun is getting low Pleasant
thoughts of far-away supper table
ready and waiting in a PARKWAY home
And now, tramp, tramp, tramp, the
boys are marching home, home, and to
bed to rest, let us hope, for the summer
business must go on next day, and next,
and next, because there is much to do,
and summer is passing swiftly away,
and autumn will arrive before the bows
will be half ready to begin upon their
JACKIE lanterns, and to 90 a-nutting,
and play football and baseball and
other balls, and ride velocipedes, and
all there is to be done before the snow
flies. Heigho! Steady work and plenty
of it all the year around. For besides
the regular business, the odd times are
to be filed in with hide-and- prison
bar, touch the goal, jumping, climbing,
last-tagging, playing horse, humble
the-peg, whiting, hammering, story
reading, playing card games, checkers,
dominoes.
Oh, the American boy is busy, busy boy,
"A boy exceedingly busy is he
From morning TO night be finds his delight
In being as busy as busy can be
There are many varieties of the
American boy. There are the rough
kind and the gentle kind; the polite and
the impolite; the truthful and the nm