The Mt. Sterling advocate., 1922-03-21

unicss iofsooth tne PREDATORY f0Wls
of careless neighbor, should occa-
sionally cause a little temporary
excitement, and return TO the old
time profanity Of the busy mart. To
kill or not TO kill then, is the ques-
tion, whether to endure the scratch
ing of the pestiferous hen, or by
promptly wringing her neck to end it.
My advice is to use the wringer. As
have indicated gardening is the pc
culiar province of the aged, for no
one has ever yet known a boy of his
own free viii TO take to gardening.
He may not take up the fiddle and
the bow, but he is always prompt
and eager to lay down the shovel
and the hoe. The saddest recollection
of my boyhood days, is of the time
spent in the garden under the sup
ervision of an exacting father who
was firm believer in the old idea
that to spare the rod was to spoil
the child. He had been school
master in his earlier years and
laid out that half-acre plot of ground
with every geometrical diagram he
could recall. Technically you know
the geometrical, is opposed the me-
chanical, but in this instance the
mechanical, represented by the
small boy with the hoe, was bitterly
opposed to the geometrical, for cut
ting up the ground in this highly or
namental way meant to his exper-
fenced eyes, miles of unnecessary
walks In which not weed nor
sprig of grass was allowed to grow.
Every corner of every square and
triangle, was ornamented with some
sort of shrub and the borders were
occupied by savory herbs and old
time flowers, the visitor to this
place of torment, admired it extrav-
agantly, but the two boys, white and
black thought of it what Sherman
thought of war. have departed
from the intricate ways Of my an
cestors and follow the straight and
narrow road, as / have only one
walk in all my garden, and it is
carpeted with grass.
When we begin to realize the pos
sibilities of even a few common
flowers in increasing the beauty of
the home and yard, and the small
amount of work and time required,
the habit will become more universal.
Besides there is both pleasure and
profit in garden, and you will
search in vain the long list of bank
rupts for the name of single gard
ner. In fact | never knew or heard
of but one failure in this branch of
industry and that was by two chaps
who forsook companionship of the
humble cabbage and the cauliflower,
to bum around the genealogical de-
partment with His Satanic Majesty, |
with the result that they were un-
tremendously kicked off of the
premises, and lost the softest |
Job two mortals ever had. Moral:
1t is well to choose carefully com
panion with whom you sit under the
old apple tree. just realize if you
can the situation in the garden of |
Eden, virgin soil, sod that had never
been desecrated by the plow, no
weeds, no briars, no brambles, no
empty bottles, tin cans, old shoes,
dead cats and the other brio brac of |
the careless modern establishment to,
be gathered up and carted off every
season. No correspondence with a
of congress about futile
field and flower seed, for every
thing was furnished, the flowers and
the vegetables were alike perennial,
the turnip turned up in the same old
place each year, and the ever bloom
ing rose, was just what the florist
claimed it to be. Adam paraded a
round in his negligee with a button
hole bouquet as big as dinner plate.
While Eve usually carried bunch
Of American Beauties that would
cause our Easter Bellies to die with
envy. This delectable spot was so
secluded from the public gaze that
these two worthless wore even fewer
clothes than the modern girl at the
beach, or the fancy ball, and
the high cost of living troubled them
not at all. When lad Of ten en-
gagged in the back breaking, hand
blistering exercise of pulling puss-
", plantain and the sweet smelling
vermifuge, L have shed barrels of
tears over the indiscretion of these
5wo foolish relatives Of ours, who