The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1890-02-05

ID extremely prontaDl6 70 those who Ut
derstand 1t, but 1t brings THE creates
trouble and misery upon those farmer
| who undertake II without knowledge.
Surely, .There Is nothing new unde
the sum-" Everything has been said
1t Is only one way OF saying thing tia
can In any manner be called now. " D.
When the old New England farmer ad
yised that "Yeou pleow deown deep int,
the yallar dirt" he p a.0A !
"AAr NEVER nAvR HEARD ,H'
Of that Roman Senator Cato, who liyet
two centuries before Christ, much lea
have known Of Ills advice 10 Pillow deep.
The granger had found out trutl
through experience which was wortl
just as much as though he had read Il Ii
tue original Latin. Some other old cay
ings have such a modern ring, canno
forbear quoting them. Catos axiom
Praise big farms-stick by little ones,
holds good to-day, as well as his wise
advice to 'Plow In a green crop, and
again "a man should farm no more thar
he can farm we'll" But there Is another
view Of the heather Senator that links
him closely with some Senators with
whom we are more familiar. He gives
this advice In nil candor: "sell your old
cattle and good.lor.nothing Sheep" In.
deed, In those ancient days 1t was not
"lovo thy neighbour" but take advantage
Of thy neighbor. Strange how the old
fashions come around Hesiod advises
that "a farmer keep two plows, and be
cautious how he lends either OF them"
and he further suggests that the premises
be guarded by "sharp.toothed cur"
Alter $500 years the "sharp.toothed
cur has been softened down into the
barbed wire fence. g-tt $50
Macaulay's trite saying, ~ would
rather have IN aero in MiddleseS tban
kingdom in the realm of Utopia pro.
vokes further comment. l insist that
the spirit.prevailing Utopia is that
which gives peace and content to the
owner OF the mattsr.of.fact acre, when
he is doing the drudgery OF cnltiyating
it. Besides, 1t enlarges his vision and
makes him feel that his acre is bound.
less. Is 1t not four thousand miles deep
and all his,-allowing tho opposite four
thousand miles 10 belong to his Chinese
neighbor-plenty uear enough, too, for
u certain kind OF neighbor. Tho strip of
sky above, and MI refrcshing dews and
showers, with the glad sunshine-are
they not all his and he Il very priuce in
bis little domain? One needs a largo In.
fusion OF the spirit of Utopia 10 get
through cheerfully with all farm work
in doors US well as out.
remember with distinctness when
the bloom
#e BEGAN TO WEAR AWAY
and somc duties grew hard and stale.
Two that stand out the clearest were
butchering and threshing, when the
grease that reigned was far from being
tho "oil OF gladness," and the beds the
Ihrtshcrs slept in needed n tanning mill
to blow tho chuT out Of them.
Going back to the old farm one real.
ICES that tine has wrought very many
changes. Steam does the threshing now
ind saws the wood besides, aud there
are many agricultural implements of
which We cannot guess even the name or
ise. Sliding gates have usurped the
place Of the bars, and that poetic Frame
york, upon which lovers have so often
eaned, and, alas! against which the
COWS have so often barked their shius, is
lenceforth to be unpainted and unswung,
)ne looks in vain for the tripping milk.
nsid. Has the winsome creature been
vanished or utterly exterminated? Sure.
y an old Webster Speller must be I'm.
,arthed to find even Il trace OF her hose
.rasic story has set many rustic heart to |
humping against her ''hum.made"
Soolen dress. Where, too, shall We
ook to and find an old.fashioned, we'll
.egulated milking stool? The memory
u one much seasDned and battered, still |
myers with me, as l see it reposing on
he upoer rail Of the fence, or mayhap,
aking flying leap, hurled through the |
lir by the hired man, and giving old |
'Lineback" a thump for viciously kick.
ug over Drumming pail OF milk, which |
vas often her risky wont. Alas the |
pretty milkmaid has passed into myth,
md the milking stool, touched by the |
aw OF evolution, has reappeared in
,ilded legs and plush upholstery, to lay |
II wait for the unwary farmer and trip
hin up in his own parlor.
The end is not yet. Who knows but
n the twentieth century the farmer may
'eclinc i'll his easy chair and sip his
milk from cut glass tumblers, the tactical
luld being brought to him by electric
that shall indeed make the
nilkmaid and her occupation ira
lition Of the past2