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About The Nebraska advertiser. (Nemaha City, Neb.) 18??-1909 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 11, 1905)
SCATTER SUNSHINE rut a bit o sunshine in the day; Others need its cheer and so do you tfced It most when outer sky's dull gray . Loaves the sunshlnc-maklng yours to do, ( Give the dny u streak of rosy dawn; Olve il. loo; ii touch of highest noon; Mnko the ones about yon wonder why Sunset crlmsoh should appear "no soon'." Sunshine-making is u blessed tusk:, Chcry hearts, like loely, wide-blue sky, Banish weary gloom and Rive fresh hope, . Check the rising leitr or thoughtless sigh. " I'ut Un: golden .sunshine In each day; Others need the cheer that comes through you Need it most when outer sky's dull gray Leaves the sunshine-making yours to do. .lunlatu Stafford. TED'S WHIPPING. I; i,M.'...UAAJ..I..l..UJl.J.J.J..t..l..1..J.J.J. OftOKI was not at the hrenkfns; II table when his fnther and moth er were discussing his delln- lUeJielos. It was Saturday morning and he was upstairs in a wide, sunny room at the back of Hie house called 'he store room, (hough In reality It was given over to Ted as a work shop, lie had taken his bread and milk breakfast early that morning, as he Mad an electrical device in his mind which he was developing from two tin ans and some copper wire, combined with a toy battery. Ted was Mr. and .Mrs. Edward Full er's only child and in him rested the 'mphasls of their lives. IIo never had given them trouble before, and to tpenk of severe discipline in connec tion with Ted was a new and unpleas ant sensation. "He came home from school lale again yesterday afternoon,'' his mother related, almost tearfully. "That was the third time it has occurred this week. The time before I told him It uust never happen again. Ho prom ised me faithfully it should not and the very next afternoon lie was late. I don't want to restrict him too much, but after school closes I want him to report at home and let me know what he Intends to1 do. IIo promised me he would and then disobeyed me. 1 never knew Ted to be deliberately disobedi ent before," she lamented. Ted's -father listened with a frown of perplexity marking his brow. He was astonished to learn that Ted - Joyous, sweet-tempered, ton years old Ted should be turning unruly. "What do you think we should do?" ?io asked after a moment's thought. His wife's voice was tremulous when she answered. "I told him yesterday wc should Mave to punish him. He would not ex plain what kept him and and "' she hesitated as if dreading to make the revelation. "Oh, Edward, he looked as (hough ho had been fighting!" She hid her face in her hands and (shuddered at the enormity of Ted's offense. The boy's father with ditliculty re strained a smile, remembering like ex periences of his own boyhood. "Oh, well," ho said cheerfully, "that Is not such a terrible thing. Boys have o cool off with a llht once In a while." "Edward!" his wife exclaimed in a voice tilled with reproach, "that does not excuse his disobedience. For his own sake he" must be held in control." "No, he should not have disobeyed you," Ted's father admitted. "I sup pose I shall have to whip him, but I'd rather take a beating myself. 1 be lieve that is what my father used to do to me when I kicked clear over the traces," he reflected. Ills wife did not answer at once and he took her silence for consent. He got up from the table slowly and walked across the room, lingering on his steps. Mrs. Fuller, dreading tlm crisis she had precipitated, courted delay. "Isn't there some other way?" she asked, pleadingly. Ted's father shook his head. "As I remember," he said, "an inlervio with a switch was particularly effect ive. I was never hurt much, but it stung my pride so I was careful to avoid doing the things forbidden. Wo might as well have It over and I think, considering Ted's disposition, It is not likely to occur again." By this time Ted's mother wa.s In tears. "Oil, Edward," sho sobbed, "don't hurt him!" She heard Ted come bounding down the stairs In a cheery, "All right, I'm coming." In answer to his father's summons. She did not wait to hear more, out fled to her room, where she shut and locked the door. She flung herself on the couch aud hurled her head In the pillows In fear of hearing Ted's cries. Knowing her boy as sho did, it was foolish of her to think ho might cry out. and knowing Ted's father as she did it was foolish of her to think ho would be too severe. After all. It would w - r .1 l..i.J..'..t. t. i j. ............... i.'Tt be only a bit of mild dlsclp'liun which iifvw should be repealrtl. "Never!" she exclaimed fiercely, springing to her feet and clenching her ha mis. "Never!" It seemed to her but yeslorday that Ted was a tiny, soft baby whose silken head fitted so snugly into the curve of iier neck. And Ted was such a "cuddly" baby; he never resisted her when sho nestled him In her arms. He was such a "cuddle doou" baby. The memory wrung her heart; she could not endure to think of blows falling on that soft body and perhaps marring Its satiny smoothness. She would go to Ted's rescue; he must be punished in some other way. Sho started to carry out her determination. Her hand was on the door and then sho remem bered it Avould not be Just to interfere with the boy's father and put him wrong in Ted's eyes. She went back to the couch and sat on Its edge to wait. Ted's father, commanding his son to follow him, led the way to the burn His silence made Ted feel there was something amiss mid he obeyed him in wonder. He saw him stop and cut a slender switch from a tree, at ilrst seeing nothing in this connected with himself. He thought his father was angry about something and ho search TED, TAKi: Ol'F YOUJt COAT. ed his mind to discover wherein lie was the cause. Suddenly he recalled an event of yesterday and his mother's warning that he should be punished IIo had forgotten, and now the hour Had come. Ted had no Idea of evading the pen alty. "Always walk up and take your medicine like n man, Ted." his father told him one day, and he was going to show him he could follow instructions. Mr. Fuller's heart was much weaker than his son's. It seemed a brutal, un fair thing he was about to do. Ted's head scarcely reached his elbow. He was using his own superior size and strength to take advantage of his boy, but, according to his light, It must bo done, and It were best to do It quickly. In the barn he faced ills son, feeling like a towering giant. "Ted," he said, "take off your coat. I'm going to whip you for disobeying your mother yesterday." "Yes, sir," Ted answered, stripping off his jacket. Under their linen covering the boy's shoulders looked childishly thin and narrow. The man could not strike that frail body even with so harmless a weapon as, a slender switch. The boy waited. The man waited. Ho would question first. "Ted," ho asked, "why did you dis obey your mother yesterday about coming home from school? You had given her your promise, you know." The boy looked .up and met his gaze fearlessly with his honest brown eyes. How clear his skin was and how clean ids lips, his father thought. "I was in a fight," Ted confessed, with flushed cheeks, "and It mndo mo late. The other fellow was blgger'n me, father, 'siderably bigger." His voice quavered away in a zigzag. "Let's sit down, Ted, uul talk It over," his father suggested. Thoro were no chairs lu the place, so they sat down side by side on the floor and leaned their barks against tho wall. Tho boy was a miniature copy of his father in looks and action, nnd when the man encircled ids knees with his arms and clasped his hands to gether Tod took the same position with the utmost gravity. - "You see. father," Ted hegni. "Wily Uuggels, ihat's the other fellow, held mo up Tuesday after school aud wouldn't Jot me come homo, so I was lat. Thursday he made mo late again, and Friday he tried it over, hut I'd given mother a eross-my -heart prom ise, so when lie wouldn't let me go I hit him. Then he hit. me, and after that wo kept a-hiitlug each other till we had an awful flghl. ( guess Billy won't hold me tip any more. You can ask any of the fellows if I didn't lick him. And he's blgger'u me, father, 'siderably bigger," Ted repatcd In self extenuatlcm. His father'i Up twitched with a smile. "Rut why didn't you explain to your mother, Ted," he questioned. "Well, you see, father," Ted return ed, "mother's just, a girl and girls got so norvouK about lights. I didn't want to scare her." "Oh, yes, I see," his father said, gravely. "Did you get hurt, old man?" he asked. "A. piece of skin Is skunncd off my arm," Ted owned, turning back his sleevo to display his brand of war. His fathor inspected it with interest "Thatfs not so had; no battle worth the name is without its scar," he said, speaking as man to man. "Yes, sir," responded Ted. Thcro was a moment's embarrassed silence between them while Mr. Fuller surreptitiously bent and broke the switch and threw it out; of tho door. He got up from the floor. Ted imme diately followed his example and thoy stood facing each other, the big man and the little man, eyes meeting eyes with love and perfect understanding. "Shake, Ted," invited his father, holding out his hand. "Yes, sir," agreed Ted heartily. In her room, Ted's mother, wonder ing at the length of time which had elapsed, was at the window waiting and watching. Presently she saw her boy and his father coming across tho lawn. They were holding amicable converse together and Ted was stretching his short legs in absurdly long strides to keep pace with ids father's steps. Ted saw his mother and called to her to come down. She hastened to join them, and over their son's head the father and inothor ox changed glances which' asked and an swered a question. "Is it right with Ted?" the woman's eyes said. "Everything is right with tho boy," the man's eyes gave answer. Toledo Wade. WAKING IN THE WILDERNESS. Ilnrdto Oct Out of lied When the Mer cury Ih -10 Ilelow Zero. You are awakened in tho hitter dark ness of the early morning by the sound of the camp dogs moving among the frozen pails of rofuse. You hear their padding footsteps passing this way and that outside of the tents and the brush ing of their bodies against the canvas walls. Then you hear the sound of chopping wood where some one Is at work in the starlight. Ono of tho men stirs and rises in the darkness. The tent is bitter cold, with everything frozen as hard as Iron. You hear the man fumbling around In the darkness for the matches, and presently lie strikes one and lights a candle. Presently he begins chopping tho wood for tho stove, and his big, round shadow moves uvcnuthly and gro tesquely about the walls as tho flame of the candle wavers In the draught of cold air. He makes a lire, and in a moment tho flamo is roaring up the stovepipe, which gradually becomes a dull red with the gushing heat. Ho stands with his back to the stove and presently the other man rises and Joins him. Then you 3'ourself move reluctantly In your warm swaddling of furs, and with some effort crawl out Into tho bit ter cold and join the others around the stove. None of you speak, but each absorbs tho scanty heat In silence. Hut by and by, warmed to some return of life, you peep out of the tent; tho sky Is like black crystal, the stars shining with an incredible effulgence. From the stovepipes of the other tents rock ets of llame are gushing up Into the air; showers of sparks rise up Into tho night ltfgh overhead hover, waver and then sink dwindling upon the tent and the surrounding snow. You look at the thermometer hang, ing against a tree and see by the light of a match that it Is -10 degrees below zero. Hy this tlmo tho smell of cook. lng Is filling the silent frozen spaces of the darkness and you re-enter tho tent to hug again the warmth of tho stove, with n huge appetito for the rudo breakfast of melted grouse and glllettes. Scrlbner's. Tho average wife is more afraid of a chorus girl getting her husband than she Is of death gotting him, There is no pretension on tho part of the Holland girls to become literary Connors, like Koto Sanborn, and to relate their experiences among tho lowing kino and the stubborn soil, but there Is every indication (hat the won derful success which ihey have achieved will lead thorn to become business farmers and U extend their labors into other Holds of agriculture. Even Carrie L. Holland, who is 10 yeaxs of age and the oldest daughter of Estus Holland, can, not remember when she llrst began to help at the farm Avork, and as for her sister, Lot tie, whose age Is between .17 aud 18. that young lady or agricultural Incli nation simply knows that she is in tho business, and as to when it Aral hap pened she doesn't seem to care. The Hollands live near the city park in the Lakevlow district, Worcester, Mass., and the head of the family is foroinun at the park. Tho family is large four girls and two boys nnd It seems tho most natural thing In the world that the two older girls should bo willing to help at tho housework and even at some of tho farm work. But two or three years ago the girls took their mother's breath away by suggesting thnl they keup cows and establish a milk route. At llrst Mrs. Holland hesitated, but when the girls suggested that it was oltltor a milk route or a position In a Worcester de partment store, the mother of the fam ily consented. The Holland farm is about a mllo from the end of the Hamilton street line of electric cars in Worcester and the city park Is about a quarter of a mile farther on. Thoro are about forty-two acres in the property, but not nil of this is under cultivation. The entlro'chargo of the farm work lias passed to the two girls, Carrie and Lottie, and the fathor says that "un less they insist," lie Isn't "going to give tho girls any advice nbout farm ing." "They get moro out of It and handle everything better than uny man I over saw," ho says, "and if they continue to lmprovo each year the way they have in the past I shouldn't ho sur prised to seo them out hero some day with an architect . planning a new barn.'' There is an air of bustle at the Hol land homestead all the time. Tho house is a squaro building, built, or brick, and tho barn Is a substantial wooden building which is null over crowded lately. "We've been doing so well with tho cows that we are going to buy an other one," said Lottie Holland. "This farming business has got to be such an old story with Carrie and me that we pay no attention to Iho novolty of It," sho went on. "1 think It Ih ever so much hotter to run a farm and be independent than it would bo to do stenographic work or work in a department store. "And it is a great deal more profit able, too. Wo raise nearly thirty tons of hay, have several acres of com planted eacli year, raise nonrly ir0 barrels of potatoes, and we mnko a very good proiit from tho cows and hens. "Tho hay and the corn wc need for our own use. Every week varies with us, but I should say that wo had gross receipts from milk and eggs of about 00 a week. Raising all our own corn and most of our hay, tills Is nenrly all profit. We have to buy grain and bran, hut this doesn't run much over $5 a week, and less than that in the summer. "Wc have a fine pasturage for the cows and a good yard for the liens. The hens live out of doors In summer and they ilnd nearly all their own food. They have been out all morning in the fields and have had nothing to eat that we gave them since 7 o'clock. They aro not at nil h Angry now." Tho young lady called the liens, and after a few pecks at the com they all went away, leaving the ground cover ed with It. "You see," she said, "they get all they want to eat In the fields. It Js a great saving. Tho cows are also easy to take care of in summer, as we keep them in tho pasture during the day. "We have nine cows nnd about J00 liens. As soon as wo havd added to the barn aud had some new henhouses built wo will get some moro cows and hens. We have a dozen ducks that wo bought last year und also a few geese. Wq havo dono so well with them that wo will get Bomo moro as soon as there Is any place to keep them. "Wo have so much room for garden ing that we ure goii to try somo fancy vegetables this year. Thero nro several families who are milk at id egg customers of ours that ask us for spin ach, aapnragm, lettuce and other gar den truck, and we decided In try It this year. "Two years ago wo set out about 100 strawberry plants Just for hii ex perlmeut, aud we made quite a little money out of 11. Last year we had about '100 plants and we had all the strawberries we could eat and netted almost $00 besides. I think if we hnd watched them more closely we would have done even better. "Tomatoes pay prolty well ami we will have mImiu) L'OO plant set out tlds su miner. Wo do most of tho work ourselves, but we hire r mnn to help us In the busy season. If we get along with the fancy vegetables as well nn wc have with all our tliluga wc wild have two or three men come in to holp us out. "Yes, It Is pretty hard work, but w nre right at, homo all the time, and what we tnuko is so much moro than we could earn In nny other way Hint we don't mind the hard work. . "Carrie, Who is 10, gavo up school two yours ago, and I gave up laut year. I used to go over tho milk route beforo school. "Carrie and I got up beforo any of the rest. We are up about 4 o'clock in summer and at 0 o'clock during tlu winter. Wo milk the cows and do all tho work around tho barn beforo (I o'clock in the summor time. Wo hurt breakfast then, and at 7 o'clock wo start out on the milk route. "Wo take turns each morning going ovor the route. The route takes about two hours to finish aud wo get back at 0. If wo havo grain or anything to get In Worcester we drive ovei after it. "Compared with girls in a store,' 1 think I havo much more time for read ing than they do. It -would have to b an exceptionally busy day whon J couldn't spend nn afternoon nt a book, "We live near tho city park, too, and we can run over thcro and spend an afternoon If wo like. Tho only ob jection to that is, if dad 'should sea cue of us over there ho would oxpoof us to run a lawn mower for him or to help him trim a hedge." To the pale and sickly women of th city tlieso two young creatures of th llfo agnigrion would bo an inspiration and a Joy. If the woman with an ap petite like a canary could see the de lightful way In which Carrie and Lot tio Holland respond to tho dinner bell she would bo anxious to become farmeress at once. Chicago Chronicle. Got n Running Mate, Anyway. A city missionary In Lowell, MaBH., has hud some queer experiences as th result of his Interest in young men aud his efforts to lnducu them to fol low good advice. One of tho thlnga ho tries to do, says the Boston Globe, is to dissundo young peoplo from mar. rylng beforo they can muintaln home. A young man who had not yet at talned voting age called at the mis sionary's ofllco one morning. Ho had been "keeping company" with n girl for several weeks, ho said, and wanted to murry her nt once, The clergyman asked some qucs Hons, found that tho young man's wages lert him only three dollars a. week over the cost of ids board, and advised him to wait a year and try to earn moro money beforo ho resorted to matrimony. Tho youth was not con vinced, but dually agreed to wait six months. Several months elapsed before the missionary saw the young follow again. He seemed to have disappeared from his accustomed haunts. Finally, however, the two men met. "Well, John, how aro you gotting along lu tho mill?" asked the mission ary. "All right. Pvo got a steady Job and am doing well." "And how about the marriage?" "Oh, l gave that up.'' "What was tho matter?" naked the clergyman, seeing, as ho thought, tho fruit of his advice. "WeU," replied tho young man, seri ously, "I bought a bicycle Instead." Itorinubtublo Rival. First Duke What aro your chances wifh Miss Bullion? Second Duke Slim, I fear. There's a coachman in the field against me. riilladelphia BulloUn. How often do you know you aro right, and yet tho man you are argu Ing with is convinced you are not! Ami ho half convinces you that you aro wrong?