The Liberal democrat. [volume] (Liberal, Kan.) 1911-1924, 1915-07-16
LAW FREES SAILOR WHEN PA 7RENCHED
Started His Garden on Highest
Scientific Principles.
Il Was a Peaceable Imitation Of War,
So He Finally Enlisted the Aid Of
Belgian Refugee-The
Grippe to Blame.

IF you're going to have good crops
in your vegetable garden, the thing to
do is to trench it," quoth Pa jenkins.
For some days Pa has been show
ing symptoms Of garden fever. Not
only has he pored over seed cata-
logues, of which he accumulated a
score or more, but he has been read
ing OF the most modern methods Of
making the back yard garden support
family, ct cetera. A space of some
20 by so feet is devoted to the Jen'
kins gardening experiments.
whats trenching?" asked Ma.
TITS what the Belgians do" In
formed Pa.
HUH" shifted Ma. Its what the
Germans and the French and the Eng
lish and all the rest of those crazy
people over there are doing. don't
see any sense trying it on here"
you don't understand" explained
Pa. "All fine gardeners do this trench.
ing. They dig a deep ditch, about Is
inches down. Then next to it they dig
another ditch and so on, throwing the
dirt from one ditch into the other each
time. That gets the soil all stirred up
and aired and 1t makes things grow
better"
Sand who" inquired Ma, docs the
digging In this family?"
Moi" announced Pa, Strengthening
up and striking his broad chest. Il
need the exercise, anyway. I'm get
ting all soft and good for nothing
sticking to my desk all day. A man
makes a mistake not to do any hard
physical labor. The creator intended
us to use our bodies as well as ouI
minds, and we have TO suffer for II
II we don't"
WELL" remarked Ma, don't come
to me with your aches and pains.
And she ostentatiously set out the
arnica bottle.
Pa ordered several bags of expen
sive fertilizer, which he scattered Law
ishly over the 20 by SO. He also
bought a new spade, which he sale
was built especially for trenching anC
which cost accordingly. He demand
ed his garden shoes from last year
and was peeved when he found tina
Mike, the dog, had chewed one o
them into a pulp.
p,,k he IAnnn1 tIn ~ Tho ntIt II
an ancient pair Of pants fraye'
around the edges and stained witt
honest soil, blue shirt that had bee
washed into streaks, coat that an
Weary Willyum would scorn, stray
hat of old vintage, broken in tn
crown so that tuft of Pas hair, Xix
warlockf stuck out belligerently
and new pair of 10-cent store gloves
Pa started trenching. For Will
the soil flew and Pa whistled blithely
Then he stopped whistling. After
while he leaned on the spade an
gazed speculatively into the hole he
made. He dug again. He rested of
ener. The sweat rolled down his face
He felt 1t tickling his ribs. He pulle
off his coat and hung 1t on the fence
When Ma called him to dinner he wa
red, damp and exceedingly dirty.
Great work." he asserted. 81 coul
eat bear.
Ma gazed at the long, narrow hol
Pa had dug.
Pa ate a real meal, punctuating
by telling how fine he felt. Then h
went forth again and trenched unit
dark.
Pa went to sleep in his chair tina
evening and Ma had a time to get hin
to bed. He declared he would slee
like log, but he talked trenching II
his sleep and groaned so loudly tina
Ma had to shake him awake.
"Ouch, where am II" he grunted.
"Shan't | get arnica, Pa?" anxious
ly queried Ma.
Pa was so lame next morning h
could hardly straighten up, but insist
ed he was all right. Later in the da,
stolid looking individual in overall
presented a note to Ma.
Dear Ma" ran the note. "Thi
man is a Belgian refugee and know
all about trenching, so I've hired hir
to help him out. I'll be home early
Doc Smith says I'm not over the gripp
yet, Pa"