The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1897-01-14
PERILS OF EDUCATION.
Tho Old Kountslneer Pound 1t Trouble.
some Thing.

| The Old Kountalneer Pound It Trouble.
| some Thing.
"Speakin' bout eddecashun, said the
old mountaineer as we sat on log a,
his door smoking our pipes, "speakin
bout this yere eddecashun that yo' gi,
outer skules and books and papers, ]
never could abide it,
Most people believe in education"
| replied.
LET 'em believe. That very bizness
of book-larnin' is the cause of my hevin'
second wife, this ole shackslty cabin,
an OF my son Tom bein' the Lord knows
wharf,"
81 would like to hear your story"
"Wall, I hain't no objeclkshuus to
tellin' it, and nebbe it'll prove a warn
in to yo' not to try to be too powerful
smart Yo' see, had q som Tom, and
he was SO cute that everybody said l
orter send him down to Knoxville to be
eddecated. I was Jest fule 'nuff to do
it, and things turned out as might hev
bin expected"
"Did he go to the bad?"
'No, not that, but he sent tho rest OF
N thar. AFTER he'd bin down thar
bout two vars he Gums homo one day
on visit. We was Twin three miles up
the road then. had mighty good
log house Jest at the foot of what we
call Coon mountain. Way up on the
top Of the mountain was a thumpin'
big rock, etandin' thar all alone by
itself. Tom had seed that rock dozen
times before this day I'm speakin' of,
but wasn't idiot huff to NEEDLE with it.
Wall, when he cum home he begun to
talk about material science, material
philosophy, fulcruns, levers and all
sich, and bimeby he said he was eddie
Gated huff to tip that big rock over
SEE to him, seq I: Tom, don't be a.
CROWN over your old dad. Eddecashun
can't tip over rocks no mo- than It kin
raise CON stalks 20 feet high"
"But ii can," said, as he shook his
head and sighed heavily.
eyes, found out that she could.
Tom he talked till he got me riled up.
and jest told him that if he could
I'd gin him mewl colt He grins and
chuckles and says he'll 'stonish me, and
I'm free to say that he did. The one-y
critter toted his fulcrums and levers
and material philosophy up the noun
tain and went to work on that rock.
One AFTERNOON, when I was hoein' con
and cussin' the poor quality OF the sile,
eunthin' happened"
"The rock moved, presumeT'
"She did, stranger-shed did! Natural
philosophy was too much fur her, and
she rolled over and took a start. She
was Jest in line with the house, but we
hadn't thought o. that. heard noise
like the heels Of 10000 nevis a-kiclsin'
on q barn-door to once, and looked up
to see that ole 5o-toner a-comin'. The
ole woman was in the cabin a-singin'
Happy Day and patchin' my trousers
and she didn't hear me boiler. The rock
made Decline fur the cabin, smashin'
and crashin' and maxim the airth trem-
BILE. and when she struck 1t was like the
fall of so big trees to once"
"And your wife,"
"Never even found @ piece of her!
Everything was carried ecross the road
into a ravine so feet deep, and could
never be exactly sartin of the spot whar'
the cabin stood"
"And what became of Tom?"
run away, and I've never sot eyes
on him sence. Dasn' face me AFTER that,
/ reckon. though 1 got over ny mad
ness arter bit. had 70 build this yere |
cabin, git spliced to that ar woman in.
side and lose my only son. all on &C.
count OF what they calls eddecashun, |
and yo' can't wonder I'm agin It. Yes, |
I'm powerful down on eddecashuD. |
Stranger. be 20 one Of them dedicated
critters?"
81 can't say / am"
'Then it's oil right, and you kin hev
the best bed in the house and roast /
chicken fur breakfast, II 70 was ed
decated. however, I'd be bound 70 say
you'd better hitch up and move on