The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1885-04-02
CITY Folks.

Aseriea OF Criticisms Gan In tho Family
chteugo Ledger.
"City folksl Don't talk to me about city
folks" Jabez Blunt knocked the ashes
out Of his pipe as II he was hitting some-
body rap, aud rubbed his hair up till 1t
bristled. "Give me boy or gal that
knows lyevant from beehive, or a
sugar camp from camp meetin'."
Here Mrs. Blunt turned about compos-
eddy, and in tone that indicated entire
accord with her husband, said:
II don't take much stock in them city
folks as talks an talks and don't say any
thing with list'nin' to. There's my own
niece, Eliza, that was out here in the sum
mer. We was sittin' on the porch one
afternoon, am a hen came up with her
whole brood, cluckin', and I flung a few
crumbs to them. Says Eliza-she was a
real pensive sirl-says she:
"Aunt, it's always been a mystery to
me, how one hen can nurse 80 many young
ones?'
a thought I'd drap. For about Eve
minits she thought l was takin' with a
collie.
"Eliza, she knew how tomakeapplesass,
dry apples. an little things like that. For
all that, didn't she at first boil the apples
SOS she could pare 'em like potatoes, to
make applesass with. And dfd't she fill
the hull bake oyen-the Dutch bake oven
with salt water, an set It to bilen, an
called Is salt risin'? An threw pumpkins
to the pigs, and carried buttermilk TO the
cowsw
"Yes, en- that amt ALL" said Jabez.
"Didn't she hitch the hossup hind side be.
fore, an nigh checked him to death takin'
the collar of 'thout turnin' it?"
"Yes," said his better half, "an' didn't
she plant hull ear OF corn TO onst, an
tatees a peck to a hill, an then go rightoff
and buy hall a pound q timothy seed to
SOW in a four-acre fieldl"
ayes, an the boys-my nephews-
are wus than the girls. Time Jim was
out here, he was talkin' bout the glorious
sunrises, but he never gotup till s o'clock.
Finally managed to get him up" Here
the recollection caused Jabez to snort. II
got him up, and what do you think he
said? Why,.he yawned, looked of to the
east, an said, Il thought you was lokin' ,
uncle; tain nothinf but brush.heap
burnin' SOMEWHERE
can didn't Jim take It into his head
he could write poetry, jabez? Tell him
about that"
"That's so; he did. He ought to be a
poet, the Lord knows, cos he wasn't OF
any arthly use as ever could see. Had
no more idee OF farmin' than ] have Of
trigonomitruCtry. Don't know mite
more about subsoil than a snipe knows
about the constitution OF the United States.
Thought winter wheat grew like APP
Piles on q hardy stock, N wanted to
know why in all creation Sam Sewers
didn't cut them weeds out'n his buck
wheat field, Same time he wrote poetry
about hob-o.links, n nightengales, IN
turtle doyes-an' didn't know q hummin'
bird from a buyzard. Called Dick Cradles
peacocks birds o paradise. An always got
Ills birds out O. season in his poetry.
Never knew him TO hit within three
months O. the right time"
"But Joini Oh, he was the original one.
I'll tell you about John. Twas my
nephew, John, MI the way from Chicago,
and and then got up a steam engine to lit the
water. Ell tappin' apond oflo water SOS
10 lit II Of itsown accord SOS TO run tuto
creek several feet higher, an gettin' up
water power churns TO 20 BY steam Is
sign Of originality, my nephew has got
dead loads Of it.n q
Mrs. blunt whisked 4 minute speck Of
dust from the range as she shifted and eler
waited her nose. "Sity folks may do for
the city, but accordin' to my thinkin'i
they amt any more use in the country
than the bones Of last years skeeters.