The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1891-06-10
AN EYE ON AMOS.
"Aranmore" Looks After His Cousin and
Talks Of Others.

"Aranmore" Looks After His Cousin and
Talks of Others.
DEAR FRIENDs-I wish there was more
time to talk, but if there was there is but
little incentive unless we quit trying to
kill the page with promises to write.
Promises broken bring gloomy reflections
TO brood over. Like too much hog and
hominy it sets heavily on the stomach.
The weather here now is grand, just
that degree of temperature which makes
one feel that he or she can do duty in this
life or anywhere provided it don't involve
much work or responsibility. But Pm
taking it in with fear and trembling
knowing what the future has in
store for me. AS for the future life
it is an interesting study for all who in
dulge love for the mysterious or can al
ford to take a midnight stroll through the
confines OF ghostly camping ground. If
il were not for the cousins, | might enjoy
myself digging into the sand too. but you
know | have TO keep an extra eye on
cousin "Amos" until we know the nature
of his maladv. 1t may be the alliance
fever set in or perhaps the birth OF the
peoples party has reversed his natural
position. The other day he came spur
ring up 10 the trent gate and yelled hello.
What do you want?"
There's new pest boring the life out
of the corn. Where is that dude gone 10
with all his smartness? Never mind.
though; he don't know a gas pipe from
bean pole"
At this juncture said dude popped his
out of the second story window and sooth-
ingly whispered:
Cousin, is il a burn or only a snake
bite that hurts your"
"Oh, is that you, honey? l was just
wondering what the deuce kept you away
so long. l thought perhaps the grip had
got off with some of your bones to start
another skeleton"
mo / feel az happy as you do when
you come TO town with a bushel of eggs
on top of your head and no banana skins
in sight"
That's you-to dot Can't feel sorry
for nothing"
As he went to the barn | slipped down
unobserved and peeped through a crack
between two boards. There he was
doubled up like jack knife in the mid
die OF the floor, humming this pastoral;
OF all the pursuits by man invented
The farmer is the best cOntented.
His profits good, his calling high
And on his labor sll rely.
Just as he finished that the last time he
balanced himself heel and toe" and said :
"Wel. believe Pm pretty we'll conten'e ed,
anyhow, but drat il all. There's the mid
die man and the new insect pest flourish
ing at the expense of the farmer, and be-
tween the two there is not much .elt for a
sore toe"
Then he made move for the barn
door. And | slipped TO the house to
await results. Presently he came in and
ask if liked butter milk.
Nothing better" said |, as he led the
way to the spring dairy. We imbibed
freely. for is there's anything more invig-
Grating at this season OF the year than Il
glass of butter milk, such as the cousins
know how to make cousin, | don't think
the verses you were huming over awhile
ago were very appropriate in your case.
Don't you want to look at that new
pest in the corn nOw?" he asked.
Anything Tor change" said ], and we
looked. t-e-ae -.r0 a-..,.s
May Bell" It seems to me that you
have a mind OF your own, which is not q
bad thing to have, considering we live in
a land of wooden nutmegs and false pre-
tentions. l should be pleased to answer
your question. But a secret is no longer
a secret when told. Unless had your
address Ida s." It's out of my line. But
think you are just grand on hair fixing.
won't some one make war on the
detestable gum-chewlng habit, and give
it to the boys for chewing tobacco, too. F"
Does anybody want to see Aunt Sue, "
''Kate S" Eve, The Quakeress, "Incog.,
III. o. NJ" and Little Trixie?' Yes Its
"ARANMORF"