Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-09-12
in AcouNrRY EDITORS oFFIcE

try editor. speaking to Uncle Josh. who
had just come il to renew his subscrip-
ton.
wall, now you better reckon we
have. Amt seed the weather hotter
nor dryer out my way for the last forty
odd year. You know the Perdue
spring, / reckon?"
mighty well" the editor replied.
Dried up"
"You don't tell me!n (.
Eyes, 1 do-dry as q bone. You
know the old trout hole whar the bows
ulster go in swimming"
CAS- we'll as know where I live"
"Dried up"
"You don't tell mel" the editor ex-
claimed.
"Yas, sir, as dry as bone. Tell you
never seed the like"
We'll, that is bad. How,s the corn
getting along?"
"As we'll as mout be expected under
the circumstances"
wheat turn out well?"
mighty sorry"
Oats were all right, SUPPOSED"
"Not more than third of CROP"
THAT'S bad. How is-is-the tur-
nips?"
"Turnips! Wy, we amt sowed them
yit, you know"
ooh, to be sure. meant-meant-
oh, by the way, how is your son getting
along. The tall one with the black
hair ?"
"W'y, don'tyou know he's in the peni-
Tertiary for forgin' note, way down
yander in Alabama"
"Oh, yes, but thought he had got
out"
IVY, he was only put in thar two
months ago."
aThat's SO. Ali the rest well, I
reckon?"
"Yas."
"Aunt Nancy is busy with putting up
her preserves, SUPPOSED"
IVY, she died about three months
ago."
To be sure she did. What could
have been thinking about?"
lis your daughter well?"
snow, look here, you've gone fur
enough. You know mighty we'll that
she run away with Teller an amt been
hearn of sense. Give me back them 50
an scratch my name often your list.
don't reckon you air smart enough to
run a paper"
When the old fellow had gone, the
editor mused: Zone subscriber gone
to the dickens. Wonder if that old fool
thinks that I can keep up with his
family history. Ireckon that the safe
plan is not to talk to those old jipes
about their families. Confound 'em,
know every family in the county, but
get 'em mixed. Why, come in, Uncle
Doyle Gan old man had appeared ct the
door), come right in and make yourself
at home. How are" be bethought
himself of the breaks he had made with
Uncle Josh.
What was you goin' to say?" Uncle
Doyle asked. III
ooh, n5thtngs particular. How i
everything?"
@All right" Ireckon. Lowed, I did
that I did, that I'd come in an take
your paper for another year."
"Thanks," said the editor, receiving
two dollars and making mark on a
piece of paper. Having some pretty
dry weather, ain't we?"
mighty dry. Cattle air sufferin'."
They sat for half an hour or more,
talking of the crops, but the editor
made no inquiry with regard to the old
fellows family.
"Don't be in hurry, Uncle Doyle"
"Yas, I got to go. By the way, Mr..
Editor, my wife an chillun talks about
you putty nigh all the time, an here
I've been with you more'n hour an
you amt even asked me how they air.
If you don't kere nothin' fur us, I don't
reckon we oughter kere nothin' fur
you; so guess you better give me
back them So an scratch my name
often your books"
When he was gone the editor unused
1.-TWO more dollars gone to the dickens.
Keeps on this way and I can't get my
paper out of the express office. reckon
the safe way is to sorter feel around q
little and find out how the family is
without running the risk of asking or OF
not asking. "-Arka1ssaaU Trdveler.