Times-promoter., 1898-12-10
ARP is A BOY AGAIN.
ANYHOW That Is What the Philoso-
pher Says of Himself.
Makes HimseIHUsefulA About the House
An Article in n New York
Paper ROuses HIS
ChOler.

the poet. That's what | am. There il
no other boy about these premises. W,
have had no cook for two months-n;
man servant nor maid se:yant-only ;
boy. | rise before the sun, make tn,
fire, take up .he ashes, sweep the room
then fire up the stove in the kitchen
fill up the kettle, put on the hominy
grind the coffee and then ring the bel
for my female aids-de-camp, who ap
pear in due time and make biscuit ant
broil the steak and finish up the break
fast. bring in wood and coal, split the
pine, go to the butchers and bakers
and the post Office. I'm the male boy
and the mail boy Last week was
hard on me. for | had to repot the
greenhouse plants and change the soil
and move them into the pit and water
them and yesterday my female folks
took a notion they wanted some of the
prettiest chry rysanthemums taken up
and potted and brought into the hall
so made little tubs out of nail kegs by
saving them down and putting rope
| handles to them and then | carefully
upheaved the plants with spade and
got them in all right. And then the boy
had to carry them in the house and ar
range them, and now they are beauti-
| full to behold - all gorgeous in their
lovely coIors of white and yellow and
brown and pink and gold. am proud
of them. for am the boy that did it, It
was heavy work and hard work, and
am sorter rheumatic and broke down
in the lines. but my folks wanted II
done and I'm the boy. 1t isn't every
family that's got boy.
What luxury it is to rest when you
have finished your job and are tired!
What luxury is sleep when bedtime
comes! What wholesome, toothsomc
appetite does labor give and makes
boy hike me relish the buttered steak
or smothered chicken and coffee and
biscuits and gravy and big hominy and
eggs fried on both sides and loose in the
middle. That's the fare to say grace
over and be thankful Labor is good
medicne-a tonic that regulates diges.
ton. Labor is an antidote for the little
frets and troubles of our daily life.
When get clean out of money and the
little duns come thick and fast in love
letters I fly to the woodpile and chop
stovewood, or go to the garden and
fork up more ground and transplant
more Strawberries from the scattering
runners. I have now 500 plants and
they are fine and all came from home
and all have been mulched with stable
manure and cotton seed and covered
with pine straw. and am the boy that
did it, | am the horny-handed son of
toll that you read about. My wife has
got G5 rose bushes that planted for
her and watered and nourished and
pruned and scratched my hands with
the thorns, and she luXuriates among
their beautiful flowers and cuts bou-
quets for the nabors and visitors.
Sometimes when peruse the papers
and their sentiments make me mad or
fatigue my indignation go forth
among the flowers and study them and
ponder upon their innocence and
beauty and get calm and serene. Only
yesterday I read an article in the New
York Press. the leading republican pa
per. and it said the white southerner
was rapidly degenerating and the negro
was coming to the front; that the white
man could not grow cotton at Az cents
4 pound. but the negro could and that
their race would in time own all the
lands and the whites be their tenants;
that we have degenerated in statesman
ship and intellect and have not got a
white man in all the, south who will
compare with Booker Washington; that
the ante-bellum types are gone; the
times that produced Calhoun and
Toombs and Stephens and Davis and
Benjamin and Lamar are forever past,
and that our so-called statesmen, such
as Bailey and Butler and Tillman, are
but fair sample of our degeneracy
and that this degeneracy all comes from
our inhuman treatment of the negro
and is negation of God. Then he
threatens us, and says the north is very
busy now with important concerns
growing out Of the Spanish war, but
will attend to us in due time and see
to it that we shall have no representa-
ton in congress from districts where
the negro ballot was intimidated or
suppressed.
Well, of course had to drop the pa \
per and fly to the woodpie, and every
stroke I made with the AK tried to
imagine that that malicious and malig-
nant editor was under it. What is to be
done with such people? Here we were
boasting that at last, yes at last, the
sectional lines were obliterated and we
we're now reunited people, when that
paper-that organ of the G. 0. P. that
boasts of its daily circulation being 50,-
OGO greater than all the other repub-
lican papers in New York and Brook
lyn combined, wipes out all harmony
and renews it's war against the south.
Isn't it strange that he does not see
the fGllacy of his own argument, for if
such grand men as Calhoun and Toombs
and Stephens and Lamar were pro
duced under the regime of slavery and
we have all degenerated under the in
7uence of freedom, why not go back
10 slavery again and stop that degen-
,racy? But there is no use in reply |
ng to such men. It's waste of time.
They have fattened on the last war, and |
would precipitate another II they could. |