Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1893-10-27

somebody had added cipher to the
"Sweet Cider, Only Cents a Glass"
making it an expensive drink, consider
ing it was made of sour apples.
CHAPTER xxx.
FARM EXPERIENCES.
want to buy any cabbagesT said the
bad boy to the grocery man as he stopped
at the door of the grocery dressed in a
blue wamus. his breeches tucked in his
boots and an old hat on his head with
hole that let out his hair through the
top. He had got out Of Democrat
wagon and was holding the lines hitched
to horse about 40 years old that leaned
against the hitching post to rest. "Only
shilling apiece"
"Oh. 60 way" said the grocery man.
II only pay cents apiece" And then
he looked at the boy and said: Hello,
Hennery, is that you? I have missed
you all this week, and now you come on
to me sudden, disguised as a granger.
What does this all mean?'
at means that have been the victim
of as vile conspiracy as ever was known
since Caesar was stabbed and Marc An
tony GRATED over his PROSTATE corpse in
the Roman forum to an audience of
supes and scene shifters," and the boy
dropped the lines on the sidewalk, said,
whoa, gol darn you'll" to the horse that
was asleep, wiped his boots on the grass
in front of the store and came in and
seated himself on the old half bushel.
"There, this seems like home again."
whats the row-who has been play
ing it on you" And the grocery man
smelled sharp trade in cabbages as
well as other smells peculiar to the farm.
well, I'll tell you. Lately our folks
have been constantly talking of the in
dependent life Of the farmer and how
easy it is, and how they would like it if
would learn to be farmer. They said
there was nothing like il. and several Of
the neighbors Joined in and said had
the natural ability to be one of the most
successful farmers in the state. They
all drew pictures Of the fun it was to
work on q farm. where you could get
your work done and take your fishpole
and 60 off and catch fish, or q gun and
go out and kill game, and how you could
ride horses and pitch hay and smell the
sweet perfume and 60 to husking bees and
dances and everything, and they got me
all worked up so wanted to 60 to work
on farm.
"Then an old deacon that belongs to
our church, who runs farm about eight
miles out of town, he came on the scene
and said he wanted boy and if l would
60 out and work for him he would be
easy on me because he knew my folks
and we belonged to the same church. I
can see it now. It was all put up job
on me, just like they play three card
monte on fresh stranger. was took
in. By gosh, I have been out there Q
week, and here's what there Is left Of
me. The only way got Q chance to
come to town was to tell the farmer I
could sell cabbages to you for shilling
apiece. knew you sold them for Is
cents, and thought that you would give
shilling. So the farmer said he would
pay me my wages in cabbages at . shil-
ling apiece and only charge me 81 for
the horse and wagon to bring them in.
So you only pay 8 cents. Here are 80
cahbages, which will come to 90 cents.
pay 81 for the horse, and when I get
back 10 the farm I owe the farmer 10
cents. besides working q week for moth
ing. Oh, it is all right. I don't kick,
but this ends farming for Hennery.
know when have got enough Of an easy
life on farm. l prefer q hard life
breaking stones on the strsets-to an
easy. dreamy life on farm"
They did play it on you, didn't they"
said the grocery man. "But wasn't the
old deacon good man to work for?"
"Good man nothingw said the boy as
he took up pieceof horseradish and be-
gan to CRATE it on the inside Of his rough
hand. II tell you there's a heap Of
difference in q deacon in Sunday school
telling about sowing wheat and tares
and q deacon out on farm in hurry
season, where there Is hay to get in and
wheat to harvest all at the same time.
went out to the farm Sunday evening
with the deacon and his wife. and they
couldn't talk too much about the nice
time we would have and the fun, bat
the deacon changed more than 40 degrees
in five minutes after we got to the farm.
He jumped out Of the wagon and pulled
off his coat and let his wife climb out
over the wheel and yelled to the hired
girl to bring out the milk pail and told
me to fly around and unharness the
horse and throw down lot of hay for
the work animals. and then told me to
run down to the pasture and drive up a
lot Of cows.
1.-The pasture was half a mile away.
and the cows were scattered around in
the woods, and the mosquitoes were
thick, and got all covered with mud
and burrs and stung with thistles, and
when I got the cattle near to the house
the old deacon yelled to me that was
slower than molasses in the winter, and
then took club and tried to hurry the
COWS, and he yelled at me to stop hurry
ing cause l would retard the flow Of
milk. By gosh, I was madl l asked for
mosquito bar to put over me next time
l went after the cows, and the people all
laughed at me, and when I sat down on
the fence to scrape the mud of my Sun
day pants the deacon yelled like he does
in the revival, only he said: Come, come!
Procrastination is the thief Of time. You
get up and hump yourself and go and
feed the pigs He was SO darn mean
that could not help throwing bur-
dock burr against the side of the COW he
was milking. and it struck her right In
the flank on the other side from where
the deacon was.
well, you'd "a died to see the COW
jump up and blat. All four Of her feet
were of the ground at a time, and
guess most of them hit the deacon on his
Sunday vest, and the rest hit the milk
pail. and the cow backed against the
fence and bellered. and the deacon was
all covered with milk and COW hair, and
he got up and throwed the three legged