The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1890-10-29
THE FARM BOY.

My son, do not smile derisively at The
farm boy, toiling contentedly yondcr by
the wayside. He is not attired as trim.
ly as you are; nay, his trousers bag at
the knees and hang on him loosely with
one suspender, his hat is less shapoly
than it was spring before last and his
boots are coarse and roomy, but some
years hence you may be at Washington
begging his influence to help You get a
little 81 900 postofiice.
And the farm boy may not write as
prettily as you do, but in the near fu-
ture his plain, every day signature may
draw great deal better at the bank than
your beautiful autograph.
No, my son, the farm boy does not be.
gin his active career under ten-dollal
plug hat, neither does he leave his Wet
uals untasted and fade away to shadow
because he cannot have single-barrel
eye-glass, but not infrequently he goes
up front in due season, without a plug
hat and a single-barrel eyeglass to his
back.
The farm boy is not familiar with tn,
lap of luxury, and in his working clothes
he does not resemble a fragile hot-house
flower, but he is full Of grit, my son.
chock tull Of grit Very likely he is not
getting much more than his hoard ana
clothes for his labor just now; silya
dollar may seem almost as ing as a cart
wheel to him, but he is storing mp cxna-
rience that is better than gold-fine, ALI
wool full two yards wide-experience
that will pull him through places in
which you may get mired in spite of
your college education ami highly cult
ured legs.
/ know you can waltz all around that
uncouth farm boy, my sAapely son, foi
he has not half time to educate his feet
ti,at tias,- s.,-u t,sfr.,1et; tffl
with each other in the mad, May whirl.
but if you don't keep your eyes open and
the inside works of your head busy he
will be likely to waltz so far ahead Of
you on the rlce-courSe of success that
you won't see the end his coat tail after
the first quarter.
Oh no, the farm boy hasn't much time
to read, but do not doubt that he uses
well the little he has. He has great
deal of exercise in the open air. His
father is very lively old man He
works like barrel of new cider. and
when his resonant voice is heard thun-
dcring through his ancestral halls ut 1 q.
m. there is general resurrection on the
premises.
At noon our merry farm boy comes in
with an appetite like a sausage machine,
and after he swallows his dinner father
invites him out under the early apple tree
to turn the glinlstone while he is resting
his back. The energetic old farmer can
always find something for the farm boy
to do willie he is resting his back at
noon, and ho generally En:is it.
In the evening the titcd farm boy reads
his few books ind papers and is thus
soaking in valuable information in small
but elIcctual doses, whilst you, ny beau
'ifuI son, are forgetting a large part Of
that valuable knowledge which cost me
a worry high price, M1yhap it docs not
seem SO valuable to you because paid
for it.
But you are not such n bad boy after
all is said and am not hn.'inr FAINT
with you after all. l merely sageost, in
a gentle sort OF way that yoa should not
smile derisively at the telling farm boy.
Look about you, my son, among
tho successful men in every ealing. A
large majority OF them ers once toiin
farm boys, who absorbed book In wi
'dgc out OF business hours; and ere
are not many hours which aemot bust
ness hours, On the farm, my son.
Tie farm boy ellly leans TIE nj le Of
time, He can't help bat learn that, and
he learns it 50 hard that ae never iorgcts
il, If he leaves the old farm to s. ii ~ i
swelling ambition, yon viii mos, likely
soon find him on oneof the from, seats OF
the synagogue, and Whenever you DO find
him, my son, in the editorial chair in
the White House, at Washington. in the
halls Of congress, governor OF his native
OF adopted state, an eminent profession
y man, at the head OF some great com
mercial OF manufacturing irm OF eoipo-
ration, you viii ind linn knowing the
value Of time, and making use of The
large AMI varied stock OF priceless exc
rience he soaked in on the old back
country farm.