The Iuka vidette. (Iuka, Miss.) 1894-1912, 1894-10-25

and laughed all Ever myself.
A., what would Handy Virgins and
Dink Ashcraft say if they could but
only see that cotton ?" says to myself.
and then | laid deWn and laughed a
whole pessle more. Wide as it Is high.
ara heavy fruited from the ground up.
Now. If the caterpillars don't hit the
crop 1t is as good for bale to the acre
as IL dlme is for ginger snap
reckon DinlS and Handy must of
seen my crop, cause after that thew
wouldn't meet me nowheres. Blamed
II they didn't quit the big road and take
to the woods every time they saw me
comiu,
Rich on Prospects.
Well, there ] stayed down in the
field, walllin around over the crun
measurin cotton stalks and ceuntiH the
bolls all the mornin. was so mortal
glad and happy till like to of forgot
TO go home to dinner. But when | got
back to the house was wbistiin and
singin and tiyin around so lively till
mother wanted to know what in the
name of goodness was the matter with
me. had been and got rich and reck-
less on prospects.
Then l told mother all the good
news. had been down III the field
looktn over our cotton crop. and it
was jest simply magnaninous and
splenuifefous lnstid of maxim the sor-
REST crop i'll the country thought we
was good for bale to the acre. and
maybe bale and half on the best
spots she was more than glad to hear
IL, to be certainly of COURSE. but she
dldn seem no ways particlar surprised.
She lowed she thought had got mad
and blue ruther early in the game. but
she kuowed it want no use TO saw moth
in. As for her part. she never did lose
her Faith in Providence and good sea-
sons.
we Amt so very doggoned poor after
all, are we mother - says |. Here
have been mopin and droopin around
all the spring like sick chicken with
the pips, when ! ought to Ut held my
head way up and faced tie music like a
man. ] have been feelin like the rag
ged edges of poverty and Iuination.
gettin hongry in my Sleep and dreamin
about the Poor House, when ought to
of felt like three-year-old in fortv-
acre field of rust proof oats. Looks like
| am naturally the blamdest, bloomin-
est old fool in forty-seven states any
how, amt mother?'
But mother she didn't saw nothin.
She put on one of them siclxly little
smiles, but she didn't say nothin.
Whereas | reckon maybe silence gives
consent,
Let The Chech Rein Down.
well, ! am goin to pay the game
way yohder different henceforwards
from now on, mother" says l. Its no
use savin and scratchin and stintin and
starvin with cotton crop like that
comm on. We have got to live like
white folks ought to live this summer.
You must have another poker dot mus
lin and new bonnet and a pair of pai.
tea shoes. Our little Mary must have
three or four new white frocks, with
plenty of laces and ribbins for fancy
trimmins. and then her old Daddy viii
buy her the prittiest pair of red top
shoes in town. As for me. have got
to git me new Sunday shirt for nice.
Maybe my old ALPACA coat will pull
me through the summer if / handle her
real gentle and particlar, but | will |
have to git me a new pair of boots if |
they cost me four dollars in spot cash.
And we have got to set good table,
too, mother. / go it tolerable heavy on |
good clothes, but my heart panteth af-
Ter the pantry continually all the time.
always did believe in feedin. | never
nave been too stingy to eat enough. and
| git sick it amt no trou-
Die for me to tell which | have got. the
pack ache or the stomach ache We
an have anything and everything we
want to eat and wear this summer. We
an have biscuits three times a dav IL
We want to, and l am goin to use store
bought tobacco constant and steady all
be time.
4 Plain HOmely Talk.
Mother didn't say much of ANYTHING
light then, but | reckon she must Of
'een carryin on whole passle of think
n to herself, cause that night, when
was calm and still she lit in
md give me plain, homely talk.
Rufus Sanders, says She IL do wish
n my soul that you could strike level
md travel safe and steady gait. You
re always too high up. or either too
ow down. Today you take a spell of
he studs and kick and pull back. and
hen by tomorrow You git coltv and
lance and prance and frislS around to
,eat Bobtail. But yesterday you had
he studs and had EN- bad Now YOU
re as dirty and foolish and full of your
elf as colt before weanin time.
seems to me like it is most time-for You
o put up the check rein oncst more.
lou are the farmer and the general
'oss, and ! reckon maybe it amt none
# my business to be tellin YOU ho,, to
manage. but from the way YOU have
een talkin and carrvin on today / am
light sharp of the opinion that YOU are
kin to pitch in and run things too deep
round here this summer We are git
in along mighty well as it is. and if we
all out now and go to tiyin too everlastin
Ugh about the next thing YOU know. -ye
fill be into 1t good fashion. and we
ever can touch bottom no more Now
1y notion is that we have got plenty to
at and plenty to wear for the present
lme bein. II you must make a big
purge and spend money like water
unnin down hill jest sposin YOU wait
Ill sometime along next fall. Don't
o to countin Your chickens whilst the
Id hen is still on. You don't know
hat mought come to pass between this
nd cotton pickin time You had bet
er go slow and run light on the store
ccount till we know what is what and
'hich is who. Let every tub set on it's
wn bottom. and every day will take
are of itself.
| waE hound I'm own nm flint n,otlar