The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1897-05-06
Stories of an Inland State.

l ~ udu always Dceu superintendent iN-S6S
idea that the young Englishmen should
know something about practical farming.
! In the institution of this plan Riggs had
met many difficulties. He never could ge;
it out of the young mems heads that they
should not frolic. After the most tedious
and trying consultations he had secured a
compromise. Six days in the week they
took turns at feeding the stock in the
| morning and the evening, and he attended
| to it the seventh day. There were only a
| few hogs on the farm and TWO or three
cows and half dozen horses. There was
| A hostler to take care of the horses, and a
man to take care OF the hogs and COWS.
Still Riggs insisted that the boys should
| get out and learn the business. The COM
promise spoken of was the result.
At oay-break the morning after Myrtle
Dawn arrived she was awakened by ter
rife contest in the hall just outside her
door,
Several voices cried: Its the auditors
| turn. Get out and do the work.
f! A voice in reply said: mo it's the treas
urer's mornings Thursday morning. Let
him get out and slop those pigs or Wen cut
| him down to $500 year.
/ This was followed by most tremendous
struggle in the hall.
Myrtle Dawn arose and peeked out eau
| tiously. Pillows were flying everywhere
and the young men in their night-shirts
| were wrestling IN the center of the hall
Lets leave it to Riggs" gasped one
young man.
"Al right" shouted the others.
The door to Riggs room was forced and
he was slapped in the face with a pillow.
He jumped out of bed angrily. What
do you want?" he demanded.
"A little controversy, Mr.. Superintendent
The auditor claims it is the treasurer's
time to slop the hogs, and the treasurer
denies it. Which is right?"
well, you are pretty farmers now, amt
you?" sneered Riggs. Its the auditors
time"
'I'N not slop EN-" said the auditor. mot
on my lfe.''
But you WILL" cried the treasurer
There was another rough and tumble con-
test and the auditor was finally rolled down
stairs.
He arose and shook his fist at the others,
standing at the head Of the stairs laugh
Ing.
do you want me to farm in my night
shirt?"'
YES they yelled boisterously.
well. throw me my Shoes
A minute later he was forced to dodge
his shoes.
He put them on and went out IN the
gray morning and aroused the hired man.
Come along, Jake" he cried. Lets
slop the pigg;es, the 20, 900, 600 little piggies"
Jake brought barrel mounted on wheels
full of slop and dumped it over to the twen-
ut,
in the night-shirt climbed up on the fence
and turned to them.
Jake" he asked. do pigs have indi-
vidualities?"
"Of course they do" said Jake
"well now I think Old spotty is the
smartest pig in that bunch. eh?"
Hes a smart pig"
His forehead isn't so retreating as the
Others
That's So"
Look at that eye there Hasn't it an IN
tellgent gleam?"
Il guess it has"
''Of course 1t has. Just look at him root
that other pig away there. Why do you
suppose hog was called a hog?'
Because a hog is hog
''Thats about right"
"Old Spotty ought to be taken TO market
hes fat enough
What" exclaimed the young man.
Take Old Spotty to market! No you
don't"
"Why not?"
Take the pig that like the best and sell
him and let them kill him. No SIR"
But we ought to sell him.
mo sir. I'll get the directory together
and prevent it. You can't sell Old Spot
ty He's my particular pet-he's intellec-
tual and you don't sell him.
Look here" said the hired man. "We'n
never get to sell any of these hogs the way
you young men go on. Now here's seven
hogs here that ought to go to market and
each one of you young gentlemen that
comes out here separately every morning
picks out particular pig as your own and
swears that that pig shall not be sold. That
isn't business"
why isn't it business"
"'Cause il aint.'
Suppose you sell Old Spotty. 1t Nigh.
be year before I'd get another pig that
liked as we'll as I do him. I might never
find another one as good as he is. I don't
believe they exist. Now look at that in
telligent CLEAN In his eye. You wouldn't
ty with a knife, would your
Hes just a pig"
Gust pig! But what pig! Old Spot
ty is a Wellington of pigs. 1t may be neces-
sary TO kill men in war sometimes, Jake,
but that's no reason why the best of men
should be killed. Doesn't it stand to rea-
son that when you find intelligence so in
~ in MIC han frd
who is intelligent you should respect him
and not kill him. That would be no en-
enlargement for pigs to be intelligent"
But We don't think of pigs that way"
said Jake.
That doesn't make any difference.
knowledge is power and when you get
wise pig, you ought to encourage him, not
Kill him. Look at Old SpottY take that ear
OF corn away. Ny eye, but he's courage
Gus old fellow-
Look here" said Jake. Let me ten you
something. You can refine pigs. but the
more YOU refine 'em the less they produce
and the less profitable they are. I've heard
1t said that human beings are the same
way. You can make pigs so fine that they
will produce only two at a litter, and some
times only one
well. what OF that?"
Just this. People raise pigs for money.
The more they raise the more they make"
Eyes, but they're ignorant pigs"
They may be ignorant, but they bring In
money"
There il Is again. Think what you are
doing. Jake. Putting UP yellow lucre as
against wisdom. Who cares for money?
Do you think that money could replace a
pig Ike Old Spotty there. Why he's so-