The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1907-01-31
HIS EYES OPEN
Why There Are No Mail
Order Catalogues in
One Home.
FARMER WILLIAMS LESSON
IN Time Of Adversely He Got to un.
derstand Who Were His Real
Enthusiastically In Stand
ing Together.

Copyright. 1896. by Alfred C. Clark,y
What y got there. Sis?" inquired
Farmer Williams. as he kicked on his
ieif boots and set them carefully be-
mind the stove to dry. That's what
thought II looked like. one OF them
there Chicago catylogs. though / hain't
seen one clost fer quite a few years
back. Me an your ma ust to buy
mighty nigh everything we used out
OF them catylogs when We first come
10 Kansas. Land sakes. have to
laugh now sometimes when | think of
the way We would git ketched onct I'm
awhile. They's some cheap things In
them catylogs, an then agin they's a
lot I amt so cheap. Y never kin
tell TIL they come. an then it's too
late to send 'em back. But as | was
sayin', We hain't bought nothln' out
OF catylog fer right smart o. years
now, an the way II come about had
as well tell y. cause don't think
y really remember much about It.
When We come to Kansas long In
the hrst of the SOS we got along right
wei. We was able to pay cash fer
what We got. and We got the money
Ter everything we sold We was nav.
In out on the place right along; crops
was purity good an we was a fee lin
like the Lord was smilin' on our
enorts, and the happy home we
dreamed about when We first got mar.
ried was In sight
But they come change In Kansas
long in the last half of the SOS.
Times got hard and KEEP a gittin'
tighter. Four straight years Il was
SO dry y had to soak the hogs afore
they'd hold swill-though will say
they was some extry reason on &C.
count OF the swill bein' so thin-wheat
Jest died In the ground fer want of
rain, and the hot winds billed the ever.
lastin' sap out OF the corn. They
wasn't no pasture, no nothing. You
can know We was feeiin' purity blue
about that time. but we was young
and strong. and thought with the
chickens an hogs we could git through
anyway.
Then one day you got to complain.
In and lookin' so thin II worried US.
Your ma is a middlin' good doctor.
take 1t all around. but nothing she
could think of done you any good.
Well. you KEEP gittin' pindlier and
pindlier. till you got so'st y wouldn't
do nothin' but set In a chair by the
kitchen stove. wrapped In your mas
old shawl, an you looked so pitiful
that We made up our minds TO have
the doctor, even II Y took tn last
chicken on the place. Well. he come,
and after he'd looked at you awhile
an felt your pulse. he shet his watch
up with a snap, an says, quiet like:
Better fix up warm place fer her
In the front room, don't have too much
light nor any drafts to strike her.
Then we knowed II want no small |
sickness We had to fight, an when we |
got you fixed up In bed follered Doc. |
out on the porch an says: Well. |
Doc SEE !. what's the matter with |
our little girl?'
81 don't want to skeer We. Mr.. WI. |
liams. says he. but I'm afraid she's
in for siege of typhoid fever
We'll. after he was gone l went out
in the kitchen an told your ma, but
she says. brave as kin be: Well. Ezra.
IL the Lord has seen At to put that
much more on our load we must bear
up an fight II out dom our duty the
best we kin. leavin' the rest TO him.
An thought SO too. So we Jest KEEP
our hearts brave an done what
seemed right t do.
The hardest thing was to figure out
where { git the medicine. an fruit,
an dainty things your sickness called