The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1896-08-19
BILL ARP'S LETTER.
Arp Ex5Ialns About the Extreme Heat
of July and August.

| Arp Explains About the Extreme Heat
of July and August.
Atlanta Consultation.
Julius Caesar was very great man.
He was Democrat and the leader of
his party when only thirty-three years
old, and held the highest Office before
he was forty. But L don't understand
what made him cut a slice out of the
middle of the year and name it July.
And his son Gus did the same thing
and named it August. If they wanted
to dismember tho year and add two
more months why dident they take it
off the tail end and lap them on to
December. I don't like July nor Au-
gust nohow. 1t seems to me they get
hotter and hotter as the years roll on.
/ can't work in my garden. It is SO
warm that I can't gather the vegeta-
bles nor NOW grass for the cow with
any comfort. I sweat all over with
perspiration and have to change my
garments every day. We don't 60 to
bed until II o'clock and can't sleep
good for an hour after, but reckon it
will come all right again before long.
reckon so. 1t always does. What
ever is is right.
My wife borrowed the baby again
last nj ght. Ever and anon she has to
have baby 10 stay over night and
sleep with her to remind her of the
good old times when she nursed her
own and fondled them and patted them
in the restless night. So little Caro-
line, who is the youngest .grandchild,
was left with her to comfort her and
it made both happy, for the little thing
loves her grandma and hardly knows
which mother she belongs to. I got
to sleep about midnight, but my olfac-
tories or esophagus or larynx Or throt-
tie valve or whatever you call it was
out Of order and / suppose l was
snoring pretty lively when l heard e.
voice calling me: William, Will
liam" Asleep or awake that uxorian
voice always makes me jump with
alacrity. I fastened over to her cor
ner of the room to see what was the
matter and ran against the center
| table and chair and waited for orders.
Suddenly she whispered: II just
wanted you to turn over. You snore
so loud you will wake up the baby.
Don't snore so. y
With a subdued feeling I started
| back to my bed but it was awful dark
and I couldent find The round table
that was in the middle of the room.
Slowly and cautiously I felt my way
when suddenly my nose collidcd with
the top of the mantlepiece. This
guided me to my little bed again and
| assumed tired and recumbent posi-
tion and ruminated on the battle of life.
But I mustent snore was the order.
The baby mustent be disturbed. This
injunction weighed so heavily upor
me that I was afraid to fall into deep
| sleep and Of getting sonorous again,
SO I slumbered along and dreamed I
was travelling to heaven or some haven
| of rest and on every barn and board
fence and rocky cliff there was red
letter sign like patent medicine sign
and it said Don't Snore Don t
Snore Dent Snore !" and by and
by we reached a high mountain and
there was youth climbing it with a
banner aud I thought it was the ex-
celsior chap we used to see in the blue
back spelling book, but as the breeze
unfolded the banner I saw it was
"Don't Snore, Don't Snore.' Just
| then I was awakened by gentle
sonorous olfactory sound that came
from the other corner of the room and
| so T ventured over there and touched
her tenderly and whispered: "Don't
| snore you will wake up the baby"
This baby-raising business is about
the biggest business 1 know Of and
| the most responsible. I was one Of
ten that my mother raised, and my
| wife has raised ten, and we have rails
ed ten, and it looks like some of our
posterity are on the same ancestral
line. But there were no grandparents
| in our family and we little chaps had
to rough it like Cain and Abel did.
| Nowadays it takes two parents and
| three or four grandparents and several
aunts and nurse and baby carriage
to raise child, but that is all right if
| the child is blessed with such privi-
leges. The dear little things ought to
| have good time in infancy, for trou-
Bile will surely come when they get
| older, and I rejoice that the modern
| children have better time than we
| did. I remember the little brown
cradle that we were all rocked in, and
when there wasent baby carriage in
| the town. I remember when the
average child had no nurse save its
mother, and she did the housework
| and made all the garments, too, and
dident know she was having a hard
time. The little chaps dident have
their faces washed nor their clothes
changed but once or twice day and
| they were set down on the floor or
the ground and given some homemade
playthings and they, too, dident know
there was anything better. Even the
children of wealthy parents we're turn
ed over to- the little darkies and were
happy in their keeping. remember
when Evan Howell, the political Iic-
tator, was bobbing around with the
little niggers and got so dirty playing
in the sand you couldent spot him nor
tell tother from which. But now his
little grandchildren 60 around in laces
and ribbons and gold buttons and ride
in $40 baby carriage and bathe in
$40 bath tub, and Evan thinks it is all
right, and I reckon it is. Ours come
as near doing the same thing as they
can and so do everybody elses. 1t is
beautiful trait in human nature to
improve on your own raising and to
sweeten the hardships of childhood.
But the time will come when the boys
and the girls get big enough to be use
full and then they should be made to
know it. They should be raised to
habits of industry. The girl of ten
years should help her motheriu house
work and in nursing the baby: The