Sacramento daily record-union., 1890-04-06
PHYSICAL CULTURE

The New Craze That Has Taken Pos.
session of Lakeport Bellies.
EDS. SUNDAY UNION: We are still here
and it is still raining, and 1 hope you are
enjoying the same blessing. This is the
best prohibition season ever know here,
but SO far it has not produced anything but
frogs, and you ought to hear the croaking.
Do you know where they go when they get
dry? Into the cellars. Which do mean,
the Prohibitionists or the frogs?" Well, l
would express myself on this subject, but
pa is a Prohibitionist, and he is going to
run for office, and he has to open drug
store 80 that he can put up tarantula tom
les, side. entrance milk shakes and other
kinds of Good Templar persuaders, or be
won't be elected; and you know that in
this great intelligent(2) nation there is no
political influence so potent as the little
black bottle.
This morning, while 1 was milking the
cows, my Jack came along, going to his
plowing. He leaned over the corral. gate
and threw seed potatoes at me. told him
we would never be able to marry if be did
not quit his extravagant ways, for potatoes
are SIX cents pound up here. He asked
if | knew the genteel name of my employ
ment. He said / must call it physical
culture" and he went away smiling. |
didn't know whether he meant me or the
COW, so l made up my mind to ask Laura
about it. Jack is well-posted, because his
father was once Supervisor, and Super
visors do some scientific and unfathomable
things Nature gave US park like Court
yard, dotted with grand old oaks, where
the birds used to sing; where the wide
spreading shade invited the weary officials
to sit and spin yarns for the good of the
county, and where Jack and 1 used to sit of
moonlight nights and chew gum. Now we
have to 60 away up Oh the school-house
steps or down on the wharf and sit on the
hand-car, and all because those Supervisors
thought the county officials had too many
picnics. So they cut down the trees and
turned on the hot sun, and huddled them
all under one little cedar, so that they have
to move as the sun moves. Then, for fear
the ground might be kidnapped, as a token
of kindness to Taxpayers, they ordered
1000 iron-spike fence around
the whole block, upon which strong
minded mules and defeated candidates
might commit suicide.
That physical culture question both
ers me. This morning went to borrow a
spade to make a bed 10 plant cabbages.
Estelle was in the yard rather early. Her
bangs were ali curled; she wore slippers, q
tight corset and trailing morning wrapper.
She held little trowel and half q dozen
violet roots, which she was putting into a
box cher mother had put in the EARTH. l
asked, Are you making a garden?" She
indignantly replied, NO! I'm taking phys.
ical culture" | told that l always used
a spade and left of my Sunday clothes. l
pitied her, for she did not know the pleas
ure of spyinging upon the spade and feel it
cut the fragrant turf and turn up the mel
low soil.
As came home / saw Seraphina on the
porch leaning over q washbowl, In her
gloved hands she held stick. with which
she was stirring something. I asked,
What have you Gagged there?" She twit-
tered little twit and said: "Oh. every
morning take little physical culture"
She was trying to wash out some pocket
handkerchiefs without getting her hands