The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-07-05
PHYSICAL CULTURE AFIELD
New York Tribune.

New York Tribune.
Got your hay in, Billy B. %
The little group of farmers and fisher
men gathered on the porch of Homan' s
general store turned to Uncle Billy as
Sandy Johnson spoke Uncle Billy had
been smoking in a most unusual silence,
but now he reused himself, and knocked
the ashes from his pipe his face lighting
up with smile Of pleasant "Reminiscences.
mo, I amt quite DONE" he said slow
ly; m all but, tho, count of having
took physikel cultur' along of hayin'.''
There was silence for moment, until
one young gfant-a fisherman by trade.
and so, perhaps made brave by constant
warning with the elements-asked bold
ly: whats thet?"
DO you mean to- say" inquired Uncle
Billy B.. sternly, ''t'you don't know what
physikeI cultur' is Why, boy. it's the
finest thing goin' fer the system-builds
up mussil. siren thens yer lungs, an all,
sides beatin' any labor savin' machine
I ever see for farm work" Uncle Billy
turned scornful eye on the offender a
moment, and continued:
ANY Of ye see tibet dude thet come on
the $40 a week ago Saturday,"
Yes, yes" came from one of the group.
went UP to your place. didn't he, Billy
BIZ"
city folks t was t our house last year"
answered Uncle Billy, IAN he come an
wanted to know If I'd take him in to
board spell. I said would, eff Ma and
Safe was willin' an we fixed it up
amongst US. Wal, Monday mornin'
early Sam an me went out to the South
Medder-th grass was cut thar, an
wanted to git it hauled tibet day. q bin
turrible short handed lately, and warnt
fOvto pHN Q 80 T.
begun to cloud UP, an I knowed twas
like to rain on my hay. SO I run back
to the heouse to see eff couldn't git nelp
of some sort, eff t was only the Wimmin
folks, an ez I went inter the kitchen,
thar stood Safe an Ma at the winder.
'Sh,' seq Safe, turnin' raound eZ 1 come
in an putin up her finger. 1 went
over an looked out the Winder an
thar, eff you'll believe me, stood thet
young man t we'd took in, without no
collar on, a-twirlin' two big sticks
raound his head. Fust I thought he was
mad and tryin' to kill some 'un, but ez
watched [ noticed he looked peaceful
enough and didn't pear to aim at
nothin' unless t. was mis- own head, which
l thought every mint he'd hit, and I
begun to think he was crazy. I was fer
leavin' him to kinder work off the fit,
but the wimmin wouldn't near to tibet
Finally Safe sez Dustin into tears, Pa
SEE she, I won't stay in this house an
other day with lunatic like that
around. I'll go straight to Aunt Mariars
fust. SEE she. I dassent go outdoors
with MIN loose she SEE. Goshl Wimmin
is such tarnal towards!
"Upshot was, I got my gun from the
corner and went out. Hold on sezee,
when he see me comm. Don't shoot,
Mister Thomas Then he threw down
his sticks and was seized with kinder
fit O. coughin' or sunthin' and had to
turn round t. get his breath. Soon's he
could speak-he was red in the face yit
he says, polite-like. I'm sorry,' sezee
EFF I've disturbed ye,' sezee was only
jest takin' a little exercise with my Injun
clubs. I'm tryin' physikel cultur'. he
SEE, to build mo up. The doctor SEE
need exercise in the open air. 'Wn
thar I SEE, I told Ma and Safe t we
warn't crazy, but they lowed I'd better
bring my gum SEE. He got kinder red
again, and sorter shook inside, an was
'fraid of another coughin' spell, but he
fought it off, and 1 SEE. SEE I. 'Warn't he
workin pretty hard?" WAL I'm tryin'
to build up my mussil. sezee. I looked
at him an then looked at the sky. The
clouds was comm up fast Wal SEE I,
'twarlin' Injun sticks is good, but it don't
hold a candle to pitchin' hay, fur's the
mussils goes. rs that SOP sezee, inter-
ested-like. I told him the fine p'ints Of
haydn. It'll give you mussil enough
seq 1. am fer workin' up an appetite,
thars nothin' like it,
wal, 'twarn't long fore we was
pitchin' hay together, and he done pretty
good fer beginner. We beat the rain.