The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1909-03-06

talking it over in Subdued voice III
the parlor last December, with the mer-
curry down to IL below, and the air
castles we built in our back yard rel
alive to garden truck would have
been pleasing to many a modern archi-
tect
well, isn't your garden success!
What are you beefing aDout?"
"Surest thing you know, it was
success, as far as l am concerned; al
ter laboring diligently for two weeks
giving all of my spare time to the duty.
not to say anything of the blisters
developed in the operation, wifelet, with
wave of her hand, announced that
we were ready for the seeding, and de-
tailed instructions were handed out
That was where the trouble started;
like Eve, she thought she knew it all,
when she didn't, and although l tried
to tell her so in my most polite lang
uage, fair-sized spud jolted me along
side the listener.
"Feeling that forbearance was the
| better part of valor and that neign-
borhood brawl should be averted
whenever possible, l accepted the lit
tie token of esteem with profuse
thanks, and continued the seeding
along my own ideas.
would you say honest-what do
you know about what I'b going to
say?"
Nothing
"Well, scatter my bean-patch if the
old girl didn't come sauntering out OF
the back door an hour later carrying
herself like wellington after the bat
tie of Waterloo, and bearing in her
arms a dish pan filled with mashed
Murphys.
"'Whatre going to do with that
mess? I inquired, showing as little in
terest as possible.
"'Why, dear (sweetly) we want some
potatoes, and I've decided we might
as we'll grow them already cooked and
mashed and save fuel and work. Just
think of the potato paddles we can
have this winter
"My ballast disappeared; it was a
solar pleXus crack square on the end
of the snoot, and 1 yielded to the in
evitable Make the rows the long way
of the patch. and I'll put in the seed
and cover them up
$50 saying. she gave me detailed in
structions as to how the rows should
be manufactured, and then got down on
her knees like monk at prayer and
scattered those paddles at intervals of
eight inches as long as the dish-pan
held out. Meanwhile 1 stood and
watched operations like a BANKED
idiot not daring to interfere. But 1
had some fun next morning when WHEY
discovered that some hungry canine
had visited her garden during the night
and had consumed every cussed one of
those Spudlets.
However, that did not dampen the
fair ones ardor-I must admire her
stick to -it-iveness. even though I still
can fee that bump on my listener.
Yesterday she proudly announced that
she had secured dozen cans of corn
and that we would start at once and
plant the same in order to be certain
of a big crop of canned corn; that
done. she indicated her firm desire to
grow some egg plant and had secured
dozen hens eggs for that purpose.
Next thing she'll be planting barley to
raise a brewery.
"Thus far our operations have not
gone beyond the mashed spud stage,
but after having broken my back ana
my promise never to again indulge in
cuss- words, 1 hate to see that fertile
soil desecrated by such motely array
Of junk as she wants put in. Still, re-
membering that crack on the bun l
can't find the heart nor courage to say
her nay, and am anxiOusly awaiting de-
VelOpments.
"Who wouldn't have a crouch on?
Wouldn't you And just to think that
wifelet in this day and age of enlight-
eminent and higher education believes
she can grow any old thing that she
puts in the ground. Believe I'll sug-
gest' tonight that she plant tail-feathers
and raise chickens, or pine knots and
go into the lumber business.
What do you know about such
racket, anyway"