St. Landry democrat., 1888-11-24
A DAY BEWITCHED.
and One Other Full of Quiet a,d
Pleasant Enjoyment.
Aihd Reader, Can You Tell WHY All DAYS
are Not Aiikes-Is Not Careless
ness the Cause of Much
Annoyance9

Aess the cause of Much
Annoyance?
Gan you tell why it is, and how If is
Vnat some days go wrong from beo;n
nlng TO end! This has been as beauti
Jul an October day as YOU ever SAW
put nave had no peace nor pleasure
is IL all In myself? Have I a set q
areeoed nerves? Is Mary spencer Who'll
~ TO blame for the outrageous events
mat have taken placer This mornino
rose with the sun, and sat down
among NY books to catch a few mo.
menus Tor my pen. had hardly writ
seh line when the shout came: .eTbe
mems are out and in the vineyard COB
oilng down the grapes" If there is
any thing l hate to have loose if is
mems 1ou can catch horse or half
a dozen cows, but try it on forty hens.
running forty ways at oncel stChick,
cnlck!' you cry plaintively, with pan
OF oats and corn. ''Chicky! chicky!
dear, nice, little chickens! come in.
and get some breakfast" mo. we thanl,
you! we will help ourselves. Cranes
suit u.s." Your golden Pocklingtons,
Nordens, Lindleys are going at a
terrible rate. Then you begin to
shout, and John, Jr., shouts. and
you shout for John the elder
10 come on. The hens get excited
600, and the games fly over vour head
ihere is no knowing where they will
come down. Bless my soul! but will
Sohn never get here. Not only the
grapes, but the tomatoes and the late
SWEEP corn are suffering. There is
that horrible speckled hen SCRATCHING
IN the new strawberry bed. The plants
ol Logan, and Pearl, and Haviland,
.has set out yesterday, are flying out
FASTER than | set them. "Biddy! Biddy.
Daady' Did! bid! bid! bi! bi! bi! b! b,
o! John comes just in time to see
ne break down into collapse of tears,
~ was two hours OF the hardest kind
OF work before those hens were honsed.
ana then to see them chackle over If
ana prance over their Enclosure was
aggravating!
breakfast was late and nothing Writ /
zen! Don't be too sure of that. Az T II
nae gone out in hurry | had FORGOTTEN (
% smut the study door. Our babv. talk |
ing adFantage, had gone in, climbed !
my chalr, taken the pen and gone on .
Wrltlng where | had stopped. Not sat d
.sneo' she had spilled or poured the 4
. ! from the bottle over my paper and l
aesk' from which it ran in a stream
INTO the center of my pet Persian ruo
, Mother! mother!'' came cry from
me cellar ssWho drew cider yester. r
aays Whoever did left it leaking. and
me cellar is fooded.n s.The dav is
oewltchedn I cried. 1T is possessed il
81 the devil! Hens, ink and cidert bi
am ana It is not Yet half-past eight o'clock W
Nnae Wlll cSee next?" | was in an Z
apset, and scoNd. It did not mend di
matters; it never ukL.aec;al,v HI
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you'd as soon t. II i as te
swear, which seeli5@ efan sh
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