Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1911-01-11

ly with her in her sorrow. "
UNCLE SILAS' POST
HOLIDAY REMARKS
The hollerdays is come and gone.
Yes. they is long passed cause |
reckon it's several days since me
and Malindy finished up the last
Of the Christmas gobbler-"scal
loped turkey Malindy called it.
but l low that's only -fangle
name fer turkey hash. And the old
cat has got all thru gnawin' off
the sinews from the bones.
The school ma'am is back from
her vacation, l reckon. fer l seed
last Monday mornin' as the CHEEKY
blue smoke was gain comm up out
Of the chimley on the little red
school house in the holfer. The
boys and girls are agin' worryin'
their brains over the spellin' book
| Webster and the multiplication
tables. while Zeke Dusty down at
the mill is we'll over his siege of
indigestion-Zeke always was
little too ambitious at the table any
way. Over at Hiram's the young
ster has already bIowed the reed
out of the tin horn l give him and
has knocked the head off n the ele-
phant he got from Uncle Bill. But
we've all had a clean jolly good
time.
January is here. The old pumps
squeak. The snow piles merrily
into drifts and the north wind
whistles shrill like thru the willer
tree. But we've got plenty good
wood to burn, and lots of good
things stored away in the cellar,
and good cook to prepare the
meals! Say. you citv folks don t
know what it is to live!
THE jolly old farmer, so happy and
| gay!
In bright summer time he works
hard all the day.
When cold wind of the winter all
nature does freeze.
The jolly old farmer then lives at
his ease.'
| But a teller has got to do some
thin so | jest set around and think
some. Down at the mill the other
day we got into an argument and
Josh Wise says that this here buy
ing lot of toys, nuts, candy, can
dies and tomfoolery fer the kids
about Christmas time is all nonsense
and humbug. ''Jest Think" says
he, and pulled out plug of tobacco,
yankin' off a chew about as big
as a hens egg, chow all this
money could be spent fer somethin
useful
| l didn't say nothin' cause when
thought about my own childhood
and as how Christmas and it's little
joys are the shinin' spots that II
never fade from my mem'ry, | jest
couldn't help pityin' the poor old
skinf1int whose vision is so warped
like that he sees nothn' but the dol
lars and cents in everything.
/ Yes I've noticed as how the fel-
lers as is so solicitations about
"savin' when it comes to providin
a little pleasure fer the youngsters
about Christmas time. generally
isn't the first on deck when there's
a question of spendin' fer some
thin useful" eiter. They're gen.
Ierally the ones as out pennies or
pants buttons in the contribution
hat and sit with their fur coat IN
in the house cause wood and coal
costs money.
i I'm not wantin' to saw one word
agin thrift. l reckon most of us
would be heap better off in this
world mavbe if we'd be more savin
and live within our means. / reck-
on it's a mighty good maxim not
to spend more money than comes
in. (Now. Malindv says that the
trouble with me is that it don t
come in very fast.) How -sc-ever.
as | said, it's good idea to lay up
a little fer old age and a rainv day.
But what makes old 81 sigh worse
an ever is to see the way some
folks enlarge on this idea till they
doesn't think of nothin' but freez-
ing on to every dollar as come with
in reach, as tho that's all they were
put on this earth fer. And when
old age and the "rainy day. comes
they We got so stingy and crab
bed that it's like wringin' their
hearts out to, spend a dollar to
patch the roof or keep good warm
! fire goin' in the CRATE.
! Silas Bluestem.