The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1893-11-24

rhyme with cow and not out upon a
stack, you will probably either commit
suicide or quit the job and let the straw
take care of itself.
You will be choked with the dense
black dust, which will likewise fill your
eyes, and the short straw will cover you
up if you stop long enough to clear your
throat or vision. Your mother wouldn't
know you half minute after the ma
chine has got fairly to running, for this
same dust will speedily arrange itself in
a dark layer on the surface of your face,
and before half an hour has passed you
will get n barley barb in your mouth, or
perhaps in your hand, or some other por-
ton OF your anatomy. 1t will be then
that you will stop work in despair, and
if .-ou are of an impetuous disposition
you will be likely to make use of pic
tures,suely arranged language when You
explain to the boss that you have had
enough. If you don't, he will.
But ''goin thrashin" has its compensa-
tions-in the minds Of men who like that
sort of thing. If it hadn't, they would
not be likely to engage in the business.
Maybe you are not greenhorn in the
matter Of 'thrashin." Maybe you can
remember, if you were born in the coun-
try and your first birthday was long
enough ago, how your father and your
grandfather used to get up long before
daylight in the cold winter time, and
after eating breakfast by candle light go
out to the barn and pound the grain out
all day with fails. You can also remem-
Der, probably, how you used to have to
get up at the same early hour sope days
and feed the stock and ''chore around"
for two or three or four hours before
YOU started away through the drifts to
school.
1t used to strike you as tremendous
ly mean thing for your father to rouse
you from your warm bed on those cold
mornings, and you wouldn't think OF
subjecting your own son to such treat
ment now. You'd expect his health to
break down under it, but you remember,
no doubt, that you were quite as sturdy
and strong as he is, and maybe you were
sturdier and stronger. 1t didn't hurt
YOU q bit Maybe it did you good.
Deacon Allen, the nearest neighbor,
who lived in the red house with the big
yellow barns at the foot of the valley,
used to have his grain trod out by horses,
md It was lots of fun to go down there
and help Jim Allen drive the horses.
Jim didn't like to do it, but with him 1t
was work, and he had to keep at it all
day, while with you it was play, and
stolen at that. Jim lives at the foot of
the valley now in the new white house
he built after his father died. He Is a
prominent citizen in the valley. mem
Der of the county board, and he owns
separator" and steam engine to run
it. and he does the ''thrashin' for all his
neighbors every fall.
While you were yet small boy the
life of the fail and the treading out
methods of thrashing came to an end,
and their place was taken by wonderful
machines, by the use of which in one day
three or four men and team OF horses
working in treadmill could thrash out
90 many bushels of oats or wheat as your
father and grandfather could thrash with
fails in weeks of strenuous pounding. Ii
II was fun to watch Jim Allen drive the