The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1922-03-23
she wants It and some pens;

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Wall, he went, but iawed and sput
tered didn't want no pesky hens.
You'd laughted to see Jim sulkin
1 when he put that buildin' up,
Banged his finger, throwed his ham
| ner, hit and killed neighbor's pup
Had to part with five good dollars
! just to salve that neighbours woes;
Wall, it didn't cam his temper much
I'd like to have we know! ~
But our Polly amt no gutter, when
she's sure that she is right, #
Sc she used her smiles and cooked a
temptin' meal for Jim that night.
Wall, / bought and took to Polly,
thirty stunnin' .thoroughbreds; ~
They was classy, now, tell We, from
their feet clean to their heads. w.
An they laid-I jing! / never seed
the like sense I was born. -
Jim was obdurate and lowed the "pes-
ky things want werth their corn -
But she sent eggs to the city and the
, prices went sky-high;
In the spring she sold some settin's,
lay'in all the money by,
An besides she Matched two hundred
+ fer her own to raise and keep,
Keep it a saw'in wood in silence. Yep
she's like her Pa heap.
Wall, she went to town one Friday,
opened up a bank account,
Never told Jim that she dun it, but
she banked neat amount.
All was cam; the chicks was grow
ing under PoIly's keerful han
Till one day'a feller ventured, "Jim
you're sure some poultry mani"
Lord! now didn't that rile Jimmy! he
cut loose and did he swear!
Wall, guess, and say his features
was as red most as his hair.
Lowed shed take in fancy nittin'
and he'd learn to sew and tat"
When he wasted time on chickens and
sich wimmin's jobs as that"
Part iii
Member, Hiram, that hot summer,
ten year back this comm one,
Recollect how grass just shriveled,
burned up in that bilin' sun?
Wall Jim's crops was all plumb fail
ures an he sure wus feelin' blue,
Put a mortgage on the farm, sir,
want nothin else to do.
Had to feed his stock all winter an
the feed was sellin' high,
But he lowed next year he'd show us
or he'd know the reason why.
Polly's flock just kept increasin' an
her profits rollin in,
An she growed so fat and purity,
while pore Jim was gettin thin.
BzafE whenever -Ii.aa -ssza,n,ts sEnsy with
his figycrs on ffs stock,
PolIy'd coax him into buildin' zone
more pen'' to hold her flock.
Wall he hated to refuse her they was
lovers yet and frien's,
But ye ort to see him shake his fist
and cuss them "Pesky Hens"
Part Nv
Wall next season want no better an
Jim's best mare up and died,
An his corn crop was failure; that's
where all his cash was tied).
When the date cum round, the m0rt-
gage stead of bein' duly paid,
Was increased to nearly double what
it was when it wus made.
I could see just what wus comm /
chawed on and thought heap;
An you bet your life now Polly WANT
a-walkin' in her sleep
Cause when Jim went down to Iway,
fer a spell, to see his NAV,
Polly had me build the biggest string
of pens ye ever saw.
An she filled 'em all with chickens;
kept the incubators hot -
An when Jim cum home he raved an
said "'twas all dang tommy-rot!"
But on Polly's acc'rate ledger that she
KEEP hid in the shed .-
Wus the gospel truth IN figgers, an
it showed her miles ahead.
Part v 49,
Things progressed about as usual till
the next falls crop was in;
lit was purity fair to middlin', but not
Y like it orta been.) "a. i
An when Jim had sold his grain an
stock an counted up his gold"
He couldn't pay the mortgage OFF un-i
less the farm was sold.
Say, I reckon we've PLAYED poker, ain't
We, Hiram, when nay iandi
It'd seem when Lille ye was bustin' till
ye'd git to show yer hand
Wall sir, Polly felt the proper time
& had come To show her card,
She she brought her book OF figgers
up when Jim was writin' hard.
jim, says she, eyer figgers show ms
that eve gone into hole;
Wisht yed look my bank book over
whore I've put my little roll,
That I've saved from eggs and chick
ems Here's where Polly won The
case,
Fer, 1 jingl there was four figgers
starin' Jimmy ii tie face.
Jimmy almost Wept the freclles Oh
his anti-roman nose, zs,