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VOLLX INDIANAPOLIS, DEC. 23, 1905. NO 51 Zxptvtente flepatrtmeut My Merriest, Maddest Christmas. lsi I'l'iiiiuui.—We liail moved from Ohio tss a farm aloiiir the Wnluish, in thoae s'arly slays, when friensls wan loved and appreciated, for sometimes doMal neighbor! wire miles apart, and just to visit eaeh other brought pleasure into siur isolated live-. We didn't get lonely at our home, for tin re was a houseful of us, miming in stairstep fashion. A traveh'r passim, ihe house in winter time might have seen u face pressed against each winslssw pane. This was not through rudeness, but every new* fnce was somethiu-g to break the monotony in onr lives, aud a theme to speculate on. The older children finally married ainl moved to homes of their own, leaving only three of us under the old roof-tree with father and mother. But we three were surely a houseful for dear old mother, who was very religious nnd tried so haril to check our excessive good spirits. Poor soul, she might ns well have tried to stop the lauilis from frisking in the sunshine, or the colts from romping in the fields. If there even enme a day when one of us was off in appetite, down from the old corner cupbonrd came the bottles of castor oil or vermifuge (those never-failing remedies of pioneer days) and we were all dosed alike, the ounce of prevention doctrine being soundly observed. Brother Ned was the ring-lender of all our youthful prnnks, but somehow he was most always able to crawl through a loophole and evade punishment. I used to bitterly resent this, and thought it was lieeause he was father's favorite, being the only boy at home. Sister Isou was the baby and always had an innocent look in her big, blue eyes, and so as justice had to be meted out, I was considered the real culprit and generally received a triple portion. Of course, in plain terms. I was the "Tom-boy." Oh, the long days, when I helped to plant and hoe corn, and it seemed to me mother never would have dinner ready! The usual chores of the farm boy fell to me, and I soon found myself quite ac- loniplished in many boyish feats. Indeed, I was quite proud of my horsemanship, and I believe the best fun Ned and I had was when we were sent horseback to hunt for stray cattle. A belt of timber had been left standing close to the house. Beyond this was a cleared tield, and here we would race back and forth unobserved. Having grown old, we can behold our duplicity in its true light, but, nevertheless, when we meet and get to talking over early days, we cry with laughter. Poor little Isou has passed beyond this life, but Oh, how dearly is she remembered. One year, when Christmas came, we could not have our usual family gathering. Brother George's wife was very sick, so father and mother said they must go there. Poor mother was worried nt leaving us alone, but we asked for no greater boon, for each of us was secretly planning the good old time we should hnve. How- dutiful we were, getting the coverlids good and warm nt the fire, hunting father's extra mittens, promising to sweep and to water and feed the stock, and so on. Mother told ns what we might get for dinner. gave us maple sugar eggs she had saved, and saiil we could parch corn and roast apples at the fire place if we would be careful of the fire. After they were gone, our feet (clad in cowhide) made some live ly music on the old bare floor, as we rush cl back ami forth doing what we had promised. Ned got down the old sh.st gun and said he was going after wild turkeys, but LOU and 1 declared if he did we would wade the suow to the ncjirest neighbor's three miles away, so he finally put the gun up. We played hide ami seek, aud other simple games till noon. After our luo. h of bread and butter, jcrk- s'si venison anil doughnuts. Ned ami I fed the stock. "Say." said Ned, "after we water Unhorses, let's have a ride to the cross roads. roasl. As Bet made her sharp turn, the tne catlgbt ine and I was hurled from the horse. I- was taken home in ths' sleigh, but I did not know it then nssr tat ss'veral slays afterward. Ned was Hie hest of brothers while III)' bruises were healing. One slay I asked l.ou ir father hail sai.l anything. "I heard him till Ned that as he was so fond ol' music he might go with him to the barn, and he woulsl Bddle ami Ned might dance." Poor Neil. I Couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Mrs. EL S. Artesian Well in Howard County. See Article on Page 7. I'm tired of staying in the house like an old sheep; here goes!" And before I had time to remonstrate he had his horse out of the barn. "Bring Old Bet. and come on." Well, I followed, as I usually did, but at the same time I knew father and mother er would have said no, had they been at home. We had made severnl trips on the half mile stretch, and were making ready to start again. I.ou was standing at the front gate, our starting point, and called out: "Say, you chaps had better get those horses ts> the barn. It is getting late, and father and mother will be home soon." We were too reckless to heed the voice of warning, but Ned had an inspiration (he generally had) and, jumping from his horse, said, "This is Christmas, the day for good cheer and music. We are having the good cheer and we are going to have the music." Into the house he rushed, ami came out with the old drum. I had never heard the folks tell that Old Bet had been a cavalry horse in her young days, and wa* wholly unprepared for the start. Isou held the drum while Ned mounted. "Now, ready! One, two ," and he gave the old drum one resounding blow. It seemed to me I felt every nerve in Old Bet quiver as she gave the first leap. We were off like the wind. I might just as well have tried to stop a charging Buffalo. My only hope was that Bet would keep straight ahead, and I might possibly keep my seat till she got quiet But, alas! The way of the transgressor is hard! As we reached the cross-roads, father and mother turned in from the south. This caused Bet to swerve to the north. An oak tree stood right at the edge of the The Pate of the Vegetable Man. 2d Premium.—A long time ago people did not forget that Christmas came on the 25th day of December, and were never too busy to observe the great holiday of all days. It was celebrated in various ways, and most especially were the needy ones re- menilscred. and in- substantial ways that did much good. In one instance that I know of a grain sack was filled with potatoes. A good shirt for tlie mnn of the house, was put over the sack. The sleeves were filled with flour. Then a good pair of pants, filled with apples, antl turnips. was attached. Then came the coat, which was stuffed here and there with ears of popcorn, dried fruit, etc., to make it fit this vegetable man. Then a solid head of cabbage and a good hat to fit, with a handkerchief round the neck to make him look more respectable. Mittens were fastened on, and boots filled with cakes, as we called them in those days, and sweet things for the children. The cont pockets contained a dress, handkerchief and mittens for the wife, also mittens and handkerchiefs for children. Then this vegetable man was carried silently nnd carefully to the house of the neighbor in need of just such articles, and set up against the door of the family room. Well, the man had a small ax in the house. He arose enrly nnd went to prepare kindling for the morning fire. As he opened the door this vegetable visitor fell in full length, and so frightened the man that he split the cabbage with the first stroke ot! the nx, ami of course killed him instantly. Upon investigating, they soon found what manner of man he was, and tenderly took him in, rifled his pock- hss sh,' spent ('hrislnias in Holland, wheu this old fashiisiiosl way the npodj were pro- rided with such things as added tsi tlieir ■ •■sailor!, ami they were happy tss lm re- ini'inbiicd. There were other homes where the children hung their stockings near llle large lire-place, for in llu.se slays it was always understood that Santa Claus came in a ■led drawn by reindeer, ami came down ihe chimney wiih his presents. To carry s.n the fun s..in. times large stockings would be found hanging with the small ones, and you may be sure all would bo full, ami frequently the shoes ami boota silting by would rec-ahra a share, as Santa C'aus was always a cl rful giver. Then came the children and grandchildren to take Christinas dinner with the grandparents, ami how happy the old | pie wsrs' lhat there was a reunion of their own dear ones again On this memoral Is' da\ ! May we all (he Christinas holidays be thankful; may we Iry lo make others happy, and mny we ever sing, "l'eac .m Berth, good will toward men." Mrs. V. A. M. Grandmother's Sinter-Klaas. .".il I'rcmiuni.- My old Hutch grandmother would never weary of idling us children ■ ts, and reji.i. ed that he had come. Iu slic was a little girl. Her parents were thrifty, well-to-do fanners and the young folks wcrs' brought up wiih a knowledge of tlie worth of small limits, but. despite the economy practiced in this ami other Dutcl households throughout the year, at Christmas time tliere was no pinching or saving. uud large sums of money were expended iu the purchase of gifts, and iu otlier ways that lirought happiness to family and friends. But the manner in which presents were exchanged was unite different from that employed in this country. When great grandfather was the recipient of a dia- inonsl stud, he was obligo.l to crack a large basketful of nuts before he came to the [articular nut whicli contained his beautiful prize. The housemother was sometimes forced to cut scores of potatoes or apples, ere she discovered the gold earrings so skilfully concealed. 'It was the same way with all the gifts received by the grown people of the family; the book was hiihlou iu a basket, the ring in the bs.sly of a toy mouse, the gold thimble in a heert-ehaped cake, etc., etc But it was Sinter-Klaas iu whom grand- tttother was most concerned in those days. He was no myth either, but a real, visable being. who regularly made his appearance on Christmas eve. A tnll, dignified old man was he, with long, flowing beard, as white as cotton. He invariably wore a crimson- mantle, nnd over one arm hung a pack of toys, ami. alas! under the other arm was a bundle of rods, to lie presented to basl children. Sinter-Klaas would inquire of the parents as to the behavior of the little folks, and. the answers being in most cases satisfactory, the good "bishop" was pleased to hami the unlighten-ed load ssf sticks out through the window to his servants, a number of African boys, who by the way were never seen by mortal eyes. Among numerous other presents grandmother and her sisters each received a big doll weighing several pounds. The reason they never had an over-supply of those interesting dolls was because they were made of deUdoualy flavored candy, and when their beauty was duly admired they were promptly introduced to the science Continued on page 10.
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Title | Indiana farmer, 1905, v. 60, no. 51 (Dec. 23) |
Purdue Identification Number | INFA6051 |
Date of Original | 1905 |
Subjects (LCSH) |
Agriculture Farm management Horticulture Agricultural machinery |
Subjects (NALT) |
agriculture farm management horticulture agricultural machinery and equipment |
Genre | Periodical |
Call Number of Original | 630.5 In2 |
Location of Original | Hicks Repository |
Coverage | United States - Indiana |
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Language | eng |
Collection Title | Indiana Farmer |
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Title | Page 1 |
Subjects (LCSH) |
Agriculture Farm management Horticulture Agricultural machinery |
Subjects (NALT) |
agriculture farm management horticulture agricultural machinery and equipment |
Genre | Periodical |
Call Number of Original | 630.5 In2 |
Location of Original | Hicks Repository |
Coverage | Indiana |
Type | text |
Format | JP2 |
Language | eng |
Collection Title | Indiana Farmer |
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Transcript | VOLLX INDIANAPOLIS, DEC. 23, 1905. NO 51 Zxptvtente flepatrtmeut My Merriest, Maddest Christmas. lsi I'l'iiiiuui.—We liail moved from Ohio tss a farm aloiiir the Wnluish, in thoae s'arly slays, when friensls wan loved and appreciated, for sometimes doMal neighbor! wire miles apart, and just to visit eaeh other brought pleasure into siur isolated live-. We didn't get lonely at our home, for tin re was a houseful of us, miming in stairstep fashion. A traveh'r passim, ihe house in winter time might have seen u face pressed against each winslssw pane. This was not through rudeness, but every new* fnce was somethiu-g to break the monotony in onr lives, aud a theme to speculate on. The older children finally married ainl moved to homes of their own, leaving only three of us under the old roof-tree with father and mother. But we three were surely a houseful for dear old mother, who was very religious nnd tried so haril to check our excessive good spirits. Poor soul, she might ns well have tried to stop the lauilis from frisking in the sunshine, or the colts from romping in the fields. If there even enme a day when one of us was off in appetite, down from the old corner cupbonrd came the bottles of castor oil or vermifuge (those never-failing remedies of pioneer days) and we were all dosed alike, the ounce of prevention doctrine being soundly observed. Brother Ned was the ring-lender of all our youthful prnnks, but somehow he was most always able to crawl through a loophole and evade punishment. I used to bitterly resent this, and thought it was lieeause he was father's favorite, being the only boy at home. Sister Isou was the baby and always had an innocent look in her big, blue eyes, and so as justice had to be meted out, I was considered the real culprit and generally received a triple portion. Of course, in plain terms. I was the "Tom-boy." Oh, the long days, when I helped to plant and hoe corn, and it seemed to me mother never would have dinner ready! The usual chores of the farm boy fell to me, and I soon found myself quite ac- loniplished in many boyish feats. Indeed, I was quite proud of my horsemanship, and I believe the best fun Ned and I had was when we were sent horseback to hunt for stray cattle. A belt of timber had been left standing close to the house. Beyond this was a cleared tield, and here we would race back and forth unobserved. Having grown old, we can behold our duplicity in its true light, but, nevertheless, when we meet and get to talking over early days, we cry with laughter. Poor little Isou has passed beyond this life, but Oh, how dearly is she remembered. One year, when Christmas came, we could not have our usual family gathering. Brother George's wife was very sick, so father and mother said they must go there. Poor mother was worried nt leaving us alone, but we asked for no greater boon, for each of us was secretly planning the good old time we should hnve. How- dutiful we were, getting the coverlids good and warm nt the fire, hunting father's extra mittens, promising to sweep and to water and feed the stock, and so on. Mother told ns what we might get for dinner. gave us maple sugar eggs she had saved, and saiil we could parch corn and roast apples at the fire place if we would be careful of the fire. After they were gone, our feet (clad in cowhide) made some live ly music on the old bare floor, as we rush cl back ami forth doing what we had promised. Ned got down the old sh.st gun and said he was going after wild turkeys, but LOU and 1 declared if he did we would wade the suow to the ncjirest neighbor's three miles away, so he finally put the gun up. We played hide ami seek, aud other simple games till noon. After our luo. h of bread and butter, jcrk- s'si venison anil doughnuts. Ned ami I fed the stock. "Say." said Ned, "after we water Unhorses, let's have a ride to the cross roads. roasl. As Bet made her sharp turn, the tne catlgbt ine and I was hurled from the horse. I- was taken home in ths' sleigh, but I did not know it then nssr tat ss'veral slays afterward. Ned was Hie hest of brothers while III)' bruises were healing. One slay I asked l.ou ir father hail sai.l anything. "I heard him till Ned that as he was so fond ol' music he might go with him to the barn, and he woulsl Bddle ami Ned might dance." Poor Neil. I Couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Mrs. EL S. Artesian Well in Howard County. See Article on Page 7. I'm tired of staying in the house like an old sheep; here goes!" And before I had time to remonstrate he had his horse out of the barn. "Bring Old Bet. and come on." Well, I followed, as I usually did, but at the same time I knew father and mother er would have said no, had they been at home. We had made severnl trips on the half mile stretch, and were making ready to start again. I.ou was standing at the front gate, our starting point, and called out: "Say, you chaps had better get those horses ts> the barn. It is getting late, and father and mother will be home soon." We were too reckless to heed the voice of warning, but Ned had an inspiration (he generally had) and, jumping from his horse, said, "This is Christmas, the day for good cheer and music. We are having the good cheer and we are going to have the music." Into the house he rushed, ami came out with the old drum. I had never heard the folks tell that Old Bet had been a cavalry horse in her young days, and wa* wholly unprepared for the start. Isou held the drum while Ned mounted. "Now, ready! One, two ," and he gave the old drum one resounding blow. It seemed to me I felt every nerve in Old Bet quiver as she gave the first leap. We were off like the wind. I might just as well have tried to stop a charging Buffalo. My only hope was that Bet would keep straight ahead, and I might possibly keep my seat till she got quiet But, alas! The way of the transgressor is hard! As we reached the cross-roads, father and mother turned in from the south. This caused Bet to swerve to the north. An oak tree stood right at the edge of the The Pate of the Vegetable Man. 2d Premium.—A long time ago people did not forget that Christmas came on the 25th day of December, and were never too busy to observe the great holiday of all days. It was celebrated in various ways, and most especially were the needy ones re- menilscred. and in- substantial ways that did much good. In one instance that I know of a grain sack was filled with potatoes. A good shirt for tlie mnn of the house, was put over the sack. The sleeves were filled with flour. Then a good pair of pants, filled with apples, antl turnips. was attached. Then came the coat, which was stuffed here and there with ears of popcorn, dried fruit, etc., to make it fit this vegetable man. Then a solid head of cabbage and a good hat to fit, with a handkerchief round the neck to make him look more respectable. Mittens were fastened on, and boots filled with cakes, as we called them in those days, and sweet things for the children. The cont pockets contained a dress, handkerchief and mittens for the wife, also mittens and handkerchiefs for children. Then this vegetable man was carried silently nnd carefully to the house of the neighbor in need of just such articles, and set up against the door of the family room. Well, the man had a small ax in the house. He arose enrly nnd went to prepare kindling for the morning fire. As he opened the door this vegetable visitor fell in full length, and so frightened the man that he split the cabbage with the first stroke ot! the nx, ami of course killed him instantly. Upon investigating, they soon found what manner of man he was, and tenderly took him in, rifled his pock- hss sh,' spent ('hrislnias in Holland, wheu this old fashiisiiosl way the npodj were pro- rided with such things as added tsi tlieir ■ •■sailor!, ami they were happy tss lm re- ini'inbiicd. There were other homes where the children hung their stockings near llle large lire-place, for in llu.se slays it was always understood that Santa Claus came in a ■led drawn by reindeer, ami came down ihe chimney wiih his presents. To carry s.n the fun s..in. times large stockings would be found hanging with the small ones, and you may be sure all would bo full, ami frequently the shoes ami boota silting by would rec-ahra a share, as Santa C'aus was always a cl rful giver. Then came the children and grandchildren to take Christinas dinner with the grandparents, ami how happy the old | pie wsrs' lhat there was a reunion of their own dear ones again On this memoral Is' da\ ! May we all (he Christinas holidays be thankful; may we Iry lo make others happy, and mny we ever sing, "l'eac .m Berth, good will toward men." Mrs. V. A. M. Grandmother's Sinter-Klaas. .".il I'rcmiuni.- My old Hutch grandmother would never weary of idling us children ■ ts, and reji.i. ed that he had come. Iu slic was a little girl. Her parents were thrifty, well-to-do fanners and the young folks wcrs' brought up wiih a knowledge of tlie worth of small limits, but. despite the economy practiced in this ami other Dutcl households throughout the year, at Christmas time tliere was no pinching or saving. uud large sums of money were expended iu the purchase of gifts, and iu otlier ways that lirought happiness to family and friends. But the manner in which presents were exchanged was unite different from that employed in this country. When great grandfather was the recipient of a dia- inonsl stud, he was obligo.l to crack a large basketful of nuts before he came to the [articular nut whicli contained his beautiful prize. The housemother was sometimes forced to cut scores of potatoes or apples, ere she discovered the gold earrings so skilfully concealed. 'It was the same way with all the gifts received by the grown people of the family; the book was hiihlou iu a basket, the ring in the bs.sly of a toy mouse, the gold thimble in a heert-ehaped cake, etc., etc But it was Sinter-Klaas iu whom grand- tttother was most concerned in those days. He was no myth either, but a real, visable being. who regularly made his appearance on Christmas eve. A tnll, dignified old man was he, with long, flowing beard, as white as cotton. He invariably wore a crimson- mantle, nnd over one arm hung a pack of toys, ami. alas! under the other arm was a bundle of rods, to lie presented to basl children. Sinter-Klaas would inquire of the parents as to the behavior of the little folks, and. the answers being in most cases satisfactory, the good "bishop" was pleased to hami the unlighten-ed load ssf sticks out through the window to his servants, a number of African boys, who by the way were never seen by mortal eyes. Among numerous other presents grandmother and her sisters each received a big doll weighing several pounds. The reason they never had an over-supply of those interesting dolls was because they were made of deUdoualy flavored candy, and when their beauty was duly admired they were promptly introduced to the science Continued on page 10. |
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