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Illinois Agricultural Associatoi 



^ RECORD 



Number 10 



OCTOBER, 1929 



Volume 7 



WHEN THE FROST IS OX THE PUN KIN 



WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodck-r's in the <ihock. 

 And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock. 

 And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hen*.. 

 And the rooster's hallyooyer as he tiptoes on the fence; 

 O. it's then's the times a feller is a-feelin' at his best. 

 With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest, 

 A** he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock. 

 When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock. 



They's something kind o' harty-Iike about the atmusfere 



When the heat of summer's over and the cooUn' fall is here — 



Of course wt miss the flowers, and the blossums on the trees. 



And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzrin' of the bees; 



But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze 



(Jf a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days 



Is a pictur' that no painter hat the colorin' to mock — 



When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock. 



The husky, rusty russel .»f the li'>*seU of the corn. 

 And the raspin* of the tan::lctl K.-tvcv. as s.-Idrn as the morti; 

 The stuiible in the fuirlt-. kind *>' li»ncMtmc-like, but still 

 A-preachin* sermuns to u-* ot the l>arn'< !lie> gro\vc<) tt> fill; ' 

 The sirawstack in the iiivildcr, <ind ihf reaper in the shed, ; 

 The ho-^vc*. in thevr stalK l.el.-u thv vlu\cr .iverhead:— I 

 (-), it sets my hart a-clickin' like tlu tivkin' of a \I(»ck, I 



\\ hen the lri>st is on the punkin and tlu- tmltU-r's in the shoc|i! 



Ttien your apples all is tLathcrcd, an<l the ones a feller kecpj. 



Is pouretl arounvl the celler-lloi.r in red an«l yeller heaps. 



.And your cider-niakin' 's n\er, and your u inimen-folks is through 



\\ ith their mince and apple butter, anA theyr souse and sausjAge too' . 



I don't kna^v h()^^ ti» tell it- but ej sich a thiny tnuld be 



\% the Anpels wantin' boanlin'. and they'd call around onjmc-- 



I'd want to 'commodate *eni — all the whole-in<lurin' flt>ck— t 



When the trost is on the punkin anil the_fodder's in the shotk' 



J.imc*. Whifcoh-.ti Rilfv. 



