Daily Los Angeles herald., 1884-07-03
MIS- GARDEN.
Bill Nye's Experience in Growing
Shanghai Egg Plants,

] always enjoy a vegetable garden,
and through the winter / look forward
10 the spring days when will take my
COB pipe and hoe and go joyously aGeld.
like to toy with the moist earth and
the common squash bug Of the work.a.
day world. II is pleasure also to irri.
gate the garden, watering the sauer
kfaut plant and the tinid tomato vine
rs though they were children asking for
drink. l am never happier than when
l am engaged In irrigating my tropical
garden or climbing my neighbor with
hoe when he shuts Oft my water supply
by sticking an old pair of pantaloons in
the canal that lends into my squash
conservatory.
One day man shut of my irrigation
that way and damned the water mn 10
such q degree that shut of his air sup-
ply, and l was about TO say damned
him up also. We had quite a scuffie.
Up to that time we had never exchanged
q harsh word. T,srn<RFning noticed !
that my early G. horseradi.h ADD
my dwarf arm srms we're looking n |
little au reeoir, and | wondered what |
was the matter had been gone several |
days and was grieved TO notice that my
garden bad kind of biuse air, as
though It needed rest and change OF
scene.
The Poland Ch.' Ia egg --pl4Ht hooked
" :. 'ne anc seemed to say; "pardner.
Son yog think it's long time between
uns The watermelon seemed to
h]T dark brown taste In its mouth,
<knd there was an air OF gloom all over
the garden.
Al that moment discovered my next
door neighbor at the ditch on the corner.
lie was singing softly to himself:
30, yes, III meet you.
III meet you when the sun goes down"
Hc was also jamming an old pair OF
Rembrandt pants into the canal, where
they would shut off my supply. He
stood with his back toward me, and just
a. he said he would "meet me when the
sun went down." smote him across the
back Of the neck with my hoe handle,
aud before he could recover from the
first dumb surprise and wonder, pulled
the dripping pantaloons out of the ditch
and tied them In n lovers knot around
his neck. He began to look black in the
face, and his struggles soon ceased alto
At that moment his wife came out and
shrieked two pure womanly shrieks, and
Kissed in my ear. "You have killed my
husband"
| said, possibly had. II so, would
she please send me the bill and | would
adjust il at an early day. | said this in
bantering tone Of voice, aud raising
my hat to her in that polished way OF
mine, started TO 40, when something fell
with dull thud on the greenswardl
Ii was the author of these lines.
did not know till two days afterward
that my neighbor wife wore u moirt
antique rolling pin under her apron.
did not suspect II till 1t was too late
The affair was kind of hushed unor
account OF the respectability of the
parties.
BY the time had recovered the gar
den seemed to melt away into thin air
MY nsighbor had II all his own way and
while his proud hollyhocks aud littl,
Johnny jump.ups reared their heads u
drink the mountain water at the twilight
hour, my little, low-necked summer
squashes curled up and died.
Most every year l make garden.
pay man So to plow IT, Then ! pay
$3.50 for garden seeds and in July hir'
the same man at SO TO fallow the who'll
thing while 20 and buy my vegetables
Of a Chinaman named Wun Lung. Tv,
done this now for eight years, and ow
my robust health and rich olive com
pleyion to the fact that I've got gardel
and do just as little in it M possible.
Parties desiring n dozen or moro of IN.
Shanghai egg plants to set under an OF
.dinary domestic hen can procure tn
same by writing to me and inclosing loci
of hair and $40.