The Press., 1886-10-14
{For The Press.) A TOUCH OF HT-HOR-SAMUS.

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 It was noon, of sultry September day, and the last swath of aftermath had been laid low in the Corson acre-lot.
 stI don't feel over and above smart to- day. said Theodore Corson, as he laid down his scythe.
 ssIf you'd drink little cider, now and then, you'd be twice as strong as you are now. and do double the work. It would make new man of yon r
 ssPerhaps so, father but can't afford to pay the price, you see. A strong hand that puts a mcrtgage on the head is paying pretty dear for the whistle, in my opinion. I've cot head that can call my own now, and don't. for goodness sake, ask me to swap it off for cider.
 ssYes! I should think you had got a head !--a regular pig head at thatl Ii you'd been anybody else I'd have turned you off long ago. The idea of son set ting up and telling his father what he will do and what he won't; or of hired man picking and choosing his work, and setting up his il that he won't do thing;abOut making cider, or even drawing it for a cus- toner That game is pretty near played out I sha'n't stand 1t much longer, can tell you r sss8tt Esif
 "Now, what's the use in getting mad, father2 You know that work early and late, and never refuse to put my shoulder blades to the wheel, with that one excep- tion-the wheel that grinds the cider. 70, Yes-'with one exception and that sone exception you play at half the time, to the tune of Yankee Doodle ? But I'll let you know that I've got as much Yankee Doodle in me as you have in you. And when you go to work to drive your old father off the track you'll find you've got the wrong pig by the ear !' Father. you are not half so bad as you | try to, make out @Yopr bark is 3 great deal worse than younbite. You know that I think it is wrong to make it, and, accord ing to scripture, 'as man thinketh Tn hls hearts so is he. gYou wouldn't ask me tU sacrifice principle, would you" "t7 HIT ki E tIH tell you what I would ask-I d ask my son if he ever read the fifth command ''Yes, sir, I have; but if you can see how it's going to be an honor to you, to make this place attractive to all the slum of creation, you can see further than can. Your eyes must be better than mine. But I've got ears, and I can hear and know that the nelghbors are raking you high and dry for keeping such hornets nest oi low trash swarming around the neighbOr- hood For my part, believe it is wrong to make cider, let alone selling it for as long as it IS made there will be those that will guzzle it. Now there's Jack Hamil. ton. He used to be capable of leading ill all projects that required intellect and push. And now where is he l The ser pents must have followed the cider down his throat with vengeance p
 I 'sSerpents lstO, ridiculous What abom I inable cant you do talk If couldn't get up an argument that was stronger and more original than that, I'd quit braggine about my wonderful head, declare for it. And now what I've got to say for you and the 'neighbors' is this There are two reasons why folks don't mind their owr business, first, because they haven't any business, and, second, because they haven't any mind 'Serpents! I've drank cider all my life; and, according to that balder dash, ought to be all broke out witt buakes and lizards by this time P Is Just at this moment sixteen years DlG Jess appeared on. the field with a scrap O song: ~a