The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1913-09-11

plain all the maneuvering "
went through before we gt
things in shape to camp.
Our first meal will be six o'cloc
dinner-whoa, here, back up, tha
won't do out here in this place; we
just call it a quick picnic, or what W
will have for supper. As it was lat
and we were all tired we decided W
would have just bacon eggs, brea'
and coffee. Wemust have been tire'
many and many time while Their
because never tried to count jus
how many times we had bacon, egg
bread and coffee. Oh, yes. Once WI
had eggs, bread, coffee and bacon
but that was one day when we were
tired again.
Just ate eggs until an old her
looked like death angel, and bacor
hog looked like one of the devils
boogers. We had butter one whole
day tiled down, however), the friend.
LEST butter ever saw. We had to
drive tooth picks in the bread to keep
the butter from jumping in our faces,
and once in while it would make a
jump and you would just have to
open your mouth and let it go down.
It was fearfully hot weather; you
know how hot that is. Ididn't as
had no way of taking old sister earth S
temperature.
Well we will get a nights rest and
then tell you more about it tomorrow.
We ditched the tents as it looked
very much as though it were going to
rain before Adam and Eve came
back here on vacation. They would
sure have warm reception here
now in any of our summer gardens,
as about the only thing they could
find would be onions.
saw one fellow on the way down
to the bluffs who said that he had
boy five years old who had never
seen it rain. l wondered how that
could be and l began to think he was
not exactly as truthful as he might
be. In moment, however, Mr..
Never Rain said his little boy was
blind.
That night there was so much talk
ing being done by Veaze Price and
his wife that l finally called out:
wish you folks would shut up and
90 to sleep in there!" listened just
a moment and heard Veaze ask Ona
what we would have for breakfast. |
Her reply was: Bacon, eggs, bread |
and coffee" Atthat juncture l fin
ished my prayers with: IF should
die before wake, there's one bunch
of junk l won have to take"
We were serenaded that. night by
a whip-poor-will, ahoot-owl, screech
owl and mule. They were accom-
panied by Miss Katy-did, who added
a touch of pathos and harmony by {:
running few scales on 81 pound
carp we had caught that evening with {
a silver hook about the size of a half F.,
dollar. 7
That night dreamed was a hog. S
What could be any worse? Nothing, 6
20 Ill stop right here. I'd just as t
'oon be hog and grunt around as to c
be human being and stand on my
hind feet and snore like Veaze Price. a
The hoot-owls never settled in that l
art of the country the rest of the Ii
line we were there and l know it f
vas because Veaze's snore scared n
hem away. d
/ got tired trying to sleep and all e
he rest of them in camp were in n
lreamland. 1t was really too hot to fl
ave them sleep so hard and decid- II
ID to get them up early as we had so o
much to do the next day. We had to d
% after bucket of water for coffee r
nd go swimming, why shouldn't we Il
ret up early? l dressed, gave calls
or breakfast and it was just three Il
''clock. 1t certainly was a fine d
morning. The sun wasn't hot and a
he moonbeams were just flooding n
he country. n
Bill Mcclure was going to start o
'ack that morning and l went out to n
ee how he was and wake him for v
'reakfast, as he had slept under the a
vagon. Il
/ succeeded in awaking him, but he d
idn't perform as though he were 90 4,