The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1909-05-16
I TNCLE DAVlD'S
GROSS EYED DOG
The Pochuck Citizen Sueeumbs to
Temptation and Ground Hogs
Thrive IN Clover.


Thrive In Clover.
CHESTER, N. Y. May 15,-.Me an Uncle
David Beokendarter took q look over thu
back medder t'other day. said the maj
against whom spiteful people say thu
Pochuck district has good cause for 9
libel suit in his persistent declaration
that he belongs over there. a n Uncle
David says to me:
s"They'm ding nigh as thick as hill
in a 'tater patch, amt they, Rhadaman'
thus?' says he.
Il u my eye over EN- an amongs'
'em an says to Uncle David:
We'll. yes I says. 'They'm a dinf
sight thioker'n hills in some later patches
that I've knowed Of I says, and though
Uncle David knowed well enough that
was ~referencin' to the patch he forgot II
plant last season OWN to the fishin
comm on so unresistin' fine. he never
blinked, but says to me, shakin' his heac
the regrettin'es kind:
I'm goin' to be sorrier this year thar
ever says he, that Squeezer amt will
me no more. I see that plain enough.
says he.
@Then I seen plain enough too from
the way Uncle David sorty looked up an
cast his eye here an there an yon around
the sky as II he mowt be calclatin the
direction the clouds was headin' and
what the signs mowt be fer rain. that
Squeezer was somebody that must a
lived on the farm some time furder back
than my recollection run, an that Uncle
David knowed it, cause he's got the
oomfortin' way o lever botherin' you
with talkin' over circumstances that you
remember as havin' happened n con-
sekently know all about. Uncle David
is amazin' considerit that way.
II thought I mowt as well let on that
I remembered Squeezer, so as Uncle
David needn't waste his time goin' over
him to me. bein's as Hi Stryker had
ploughed up a piece O. new ground on his
place over Cankertown way. and was
goin' to have a stone frolio that day to
gather up the stone he had unkivered an
cart EN- away. SOS he could get down to
some sile, an I was thlnkin' some o
jauntin' over an takin' a hand in u.
KNOWN that his OIL woman can't be beat
fer stone frolic potpie. an havin' a sus-
picion o. what mowt be lurkin' in that
kag ! seen Hi rollin' in. So Isays:
Yes I says, it's too contemplate
bad, Squeezer was the best hand at
routin' EN- out an dom fer EN- / ever
seen or heerd on I says. 'Squeezer.
I says. was a hired man wuth havin'.'
I says, an he more'n 'arnt the 90 month
an found that you paid him. says.
uncle David brung his eye down frum
~calc'latin' the direction o them clouds
an turned it on to me so quick an glarin'
that it made me jump.
"'Rhadamanthus.' says he, sad an
solemnlike. 'p'varicaion is the thief o
time says he. cause the chidin' Of 1t
snatches time away from bein' spent in
dom an sayin' things profitin' to man.
kind and pleasin' to natur',' says he.
"'Rhadamanthus,' says he. 'you'm
p'varicatin'!' says he. 'You'm p'vari-
catinr. an I wouldn't "a thunk it Of you
I'm sorry you done it, Rhadamanthus'
faint like you says he. an hope you
won't never do it ag'in.' says he. 'Squeezer
want a hired man. says he. ~'Soueezer
was a dog
1T don't seem to me now that l kin evei
look on stone ~frolics with a favorin' an
a longin' eye never ag'in the temptation
o. this un o. hi %Stryker's havin' led me
outen the straight an narrow paths o
truth an vorocity that | have KEEP in an
trod so long into the broad an crooked
byways O. p'varication like it went an
done. Stone frolic potpie amt all there
ia in life. anyhow. An there's things
Jest as good lurkin' in ksgs that haint
been rolled in fer stone frolics as there
is in them that has. Every bit as good,
an a good deal better too
Yes said Farmer Bill Leonard, who
lives down opposite Goose Pond Noun
Farmer BilIs remark that he thought the
Pochuck narrator had paused TO fix his
eye on a keg OF that better kind resting
not far away--yes.r said Farmer Bill,
"but you can't get at EN- so easy
Whether the force OF that argument
struck the nephew Of his Uncle David
at once as unanswerable or whether he
regarded it as an obstacle that the luok
Of the patient waiter might possibly over
come obstacles he nodded pleasantly at
Farmer Kill and said:
Uncle David says to me, 'Rhadaman-
thus says he, I hope you won't never
do it ag'in!' an I says no., j wouldn't. an
Uncle David looked EN- over in the back
medder ag'in an says:
'They'm ding near as thick as 'taters
in a patch he says. I'm goin' TO be
sorrier this year than ever that Squeezer
amt with me no more. j see that plain
enough he says.
Then Uncle David heaved a sigh an
but, swipes a-drippin'! hain't told you
what it was me an Uncle David was look
in over t'other day in the back medder.
Seems as IL my fergitfulness was gittin'
to be more %provokin' to me yit than Uncle
David's idees o. Cousin Marcellus Merri-
weather Ia TO Aunt Sally.
only t'other day Uncle David druv a
big peg In the wall nigh to where Cousin
Maroeilus always sets down In the splint
bottom rockin' cheer when he drops In
on us, an Aunt Sally says to him:
What in the name o the great wooden
butter bowl be you drivin' that peg In
there fer, David Beckendarter?' says she.
Fer Cousin Maroellus 10 hang his hat
on, SOS he kin git it quicker says Uncle
David, an Aunt Sally she says, peppery
like, cause she dotes on Cousin Msrcellus
"'You do provoke me too outlandish
David Beckendarter,' says she. I'D
sartin be an angel II I didn't git provoked
at you, you do worrit me go, says she.
sUnole David he looked longin'-like