The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1911-01-12

IOChluS Tic UOdt VI IOOllAS Will gun
that is not loaded.
A neighbor who transacts a good
deal of business has an office fitted
up in his home, and while visiting
him the other day l noticed motto
hanging on his desk which read:
"Any fool can 60 to bed, but it takes
a man to get up in the morning"
l have thought Of that motto every
morning since, when my old alarm
clock started buzzing at five o'clock.
The only way to keep on being
neighborly with some folks is to keep
on leaving them alone; in other
words; not to neighbor with them.
A friend of mine was elected to
county office last election, and now
that the time to serve draws near he
wonders what he wanted to make the
race for. He made the race as a
nominee of what has been the minor
ity party; but this year they all went
in with colors flying.
1t seems to me, after all this fine
weather, if January, the first day,
finds fellow with corn still out on
the standing stalk, he can offer but
two excuses, the first being sickness
and the second a most whopper of
crop. No blame can be attached to
the weather.
Not long ago l heard party Of
farmers discussing this question:
"Who pays towns tax, the people
of the town or the farmers who trade
there?" A decision was finally
reached that where the town was
supported wholly by farmers, farm
ers it was who paid the towns tax.
Sounds mighty reasonable to me. 1t
is not the town that makes the farm
ers, but the farmers who make the
town.
Not many days ago, before the
ground froze up, saw man out
blowing fire-guard, the first fire
guard blowing have seen done in
years. Years ago we all plowed fire
guards early in the fall, and then the
tumble-weeds would sometimes make
our guards useless. l have seen
burning tumble-weed roll across a
strip Of blowing five rods wide and
scatter a path of fire among the grass
on the other side. Prairie fires, like
Indian outbreaks, are almost thing
of the past.
The professional horse-buyer and
trader is always making big thing
out of his deals Ito hear him tell it,
but you never run across one who
gets rich at the game. The man who
follows the business long enough
finds there are too many deals in
which they are only S. profits, while
the let-downs are apt to come in $50
chunks. would make poor horse
trader, because | would not want to
let loose of the good horse, while l
would want to let loose of the poor
horse so quick l would not consider
anything else but letting him 60 out
Of my possession.
Mites are a mighty mean pest to
have about the premises. Sparrows
spread them, often to the barn, where
they get on the horses. No man ever
yet built sparrow-tight barn, for if
there is no other entrance, they will
come in when the doors are open. |
am feminist" the sparrow, first, last
and all of the time.
It has been some years since have
pastured cattle in stalk fields. All
this time l have been letting a good
deal of good food 90 to waste, no
doubt, but l haven't had my fields
tramped and have suffered no loss
from stalk disease. l was wonder
ing, last night, if | were not better
off, after all. Tramping has not hurt
fields this fall, because there has
been no rain, but few have been
losing their "best cow" from the
dreaded disease.
The women folks are again inter-
esting themselves in incubators. AS
long as the women folks keep ever
lastingly at poultry raising the con-
tinued prosperity of this country is
assured.
l have a neighbor who observes