The morning journal-courier., 1908-09-07

music being tho fact that cake and pie came later, Then there is Jim Russell. the young man who devo,edlv waits on'' Camille and comes to love her and there Is an agreeable young English man who comes to learn farming. The reader will feel that good Mrs. Francis Is rather oyerdrawn, but in the end she gets cured of some of her fantastic and moonshining Ideas and comes down to real earth once in a while in minister ing 10 the poor and humble, But Pear lie captures the reader with her wit and cheerfuness and inexhaustible good humor and her tlreless activity in behalf of her numerous brothers and sister. and her delightful IrIshway of seeing what Is going on and interpret ing 1t. The book abounds in humor and sentiment. The author In an In- tervlew recently remarked that she could lay no claim to public sympathy for domestic troubles as her family life was replete with happiness; in fact cheery optimism crops out all through her Sowing Seeds in Danny" To anyone. who has read of Danny and how the Pink Lady tried to SOW seeds of virtue and honesty in that audacious little scalawag. any other notion of the author would be unwelcome Danny, all nine of the fallow Watsons. The Pink Lady, Dr Barner-who couldn't let John Barleycorn alone-in fact. the whole merry. lovable crew make Mrs McCluns's book most refreshing to the depressed and the sated.
 ! Dr. Banners gaurt but wiry horse had to carry the name 'Pleurlsy," a name bestowed by the willy old doctor i on the nag Gaunt the horse was and gaunt he remained The doctor had bought him. believing him to be In poor condition which good food and good care would remedy But as the months went by In spite of all the doc
 tor could do Pleurisy remained the same, eating everything the doctor brought him and looking for more. but showing no Improvement.
 I've tried everything except egg nog," the doctor complains to the VII lage minister, Hugh Grantley, anl pink pills, and would like to tu II over the responsibility to somc ono
 else. think perhaps his trouble mus
 be mental-some gnswinE sorrow thal
 keep him awake al night don't mind
 driving Pleurisy where people kno.
 me and know that do feed him oc- \ casionally but il is disconcerting whei
 meet strangers to have kind looking
 old ladies shake their heads at me.
 know what they're thinking. and I be
 ieve Pleurisy really enjoys it, and ther
 when I drive past farmhouse to set
 tho whole family run out and hoo
 their sides Is not a pleasure. Tal
 about scattering sunshine, Pleuriss
 leaves trall of merrinent whercvei
 he goes
 What difference does it make wha'
 what people think, when your on
 science Is clear? You do feed you
 horse you feed him well. so whats thi
 odds?" inquired pr, Grantley son D granite, child of the heather. lookins
 with lifted brows al his friend
 oh, there you so!'' the doctor an | sWefeQ S0llllnF nat E lne snDTte catechism coming out in you-tha Scotch compaccncy is the thing wish 1 had, but l can't help feelinl like a rogue cheat, an oppressor O the helpless when I look at Pleurisy. Pearl, the eldest of the Watson fam fly, Is clever little girl twelve yea
 old who supplies much of the fun O the book Talking to minister's sol she says T bet you know prayer and prayers. But 1t Isn't fair to pra, in race. Is It? When Jimmy Moor , and my brother Jimmy ran unde twelve Jimmy Moore prayed, an
 some say got his father to pray, too , he's the Methodist minister, you kno' : and of course he won it.; but ou |, Jimmy could ha' beat him easy In
 fair race. and no favors, but hes a F awful snoopic kid and prays about ev
 erythins Do you sing?"