The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1886-04-16
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AN AGRlcuLTuRALIsT.


AN AGRlCuLTURALIST.
A Professor Whose Oats Took Their
own Time in Sprouting.
Prof. j. Cudigo Philemsbury, after
having spent the best years of his life
in editing an agricultural journal, de-
cided upon buying a farm and settling
down to put into practical shape the
many ideas which he had expressed
through his paper. The professor was
delighted when he shifted the free air of
the country, and, as he stood around
''bossing' the plow hands, he wonder
ed why he had been content to sit in a
dingy room.
One day the professor sent the fol-
lowing order to a grain dealer in town:
please send me fifty bushels of seed
oats, best quality"
The shipment was made. The pro-
fessor had been so %imperious with his
hired men that neither of them would
offer him any advice, in fact, he had
told them that when he wanted a sug-
gestion he would ask for it.
The shipment of oats came. The pro-
lessor had asked for the best quality and
was highly satisfied with the result.
The land was prepared with great care
and the oats were sowed and narrowed
in, then rolled and then narrowed
again. Every day or two the professor
would go out ard make an examination
to see if the oats had sprouted. He be-
came impatient, for oats in neighboring
fields had come up.
One day while Colonel Subberly, a
well-known planter, was visiting the
professor, the great agriculturalist ask
ed:
Colonel. are your oats up yet?:"
ooh, yes; the field is green"
81 don't know what's the matter with
mine. sowed them three weeks ago,
but they haven't sproutcd yet. Wish
you'd come II and make an examina.
ton
They went to the field and began tc
scratch around.
"see, they haven't sproutcd,n sale
the professor.
Il don't see any oats. the colone
replied.
Here's one, Colonel"
saOh. no.; that's sawdust. The grount
is thick with it."
''Sawdust!" gasped the professor.
"Of course"
as it possible that l have sowed saw
dust?''
sit seems that you have" The colo
mel laughed. The professors face grey
red. He called his foreman whom h
saw standing a short distance away.
''Confound it, Jackson!" he cxclaim
ed, didn't yon know we were sowin.
sawdnst instead of oats?!"
Eyes, SIR"
"Nell, why in thunder didn't you tel
mep'
because, sir, you told me that yo
wanted no suggestions-said that yo'
had been editor of the Farmers Scient,
fc and Practical Cuiticator so Ion,
that you knew what you were doing. S
we all thought that we'd let you GO
Hes got it On you, professor" sal
the colonel.
That's all right said the grca
agriculturalist, ''but if there's any la,
in this country I'll make that merchan
SMOKE
He hurried to town and called on tn
merchant, restrained his mgr as well a
he could, and said:
Have you got an order that l ser
you some time agop"
'Yes, sir, / think So"
"Let me see it,
' The order was produced. The pre-
fessor looked at it several minutes. II
prided himself en- his bad writing, an
= it was some time before he could rea
J it.
: "What docs this order say-what al
these wordsoN tho professor asked.
.'Sawdust,' replied the merchant.
"sawdust the deuce, Anybody ca
see that they ere seed oats"
LEAVE it 10 anybody in town"
: "All right"
They called in "A printer who ha
worked in the professors Office.
t Read this order said the profe
Q scr.
r The printer took the order. at is ,
1 plain to me as print said he. Then |
r read: PLEASE send me fifty bushels {
!. sawdust-best quality Oh, its plai
enough"
b The merchant roared. The p~rofesst
said: '.Do any of you know who wan
to buy IN excellent farm? 1 have OF
that I desire to sell. I am tired of farm
ing. / shall return to the editori
room and make myself useful to m
country. I think that the drinks are {
somebody and it strikes me that i a
9 the citizen. A man who cannot write
better hand than / do has no bnsine
with a farm. Come, gentlemen
d Aykansaw Traveller.
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