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THE IRRIGATION AGE. 



leave those patches standing which are of 

 a coarse nature, and haul them home after 

 the good beets are taken to the factory. 

 The sugar company has a small patch near 

 the factory, which, because of the alkali 

 nature of the soil, pays them better to sell 

 at $1.25 per ton than to extract the small 

 per cent, of sugar which they contain 

 Lehi Banner. 



BOYHOOD'S HAPPY DAYS. 

 "I'd like to be a boy again without a 

 world of care, with freckles scattered o'er 

 my hair; I'd like to rise at 4 o'clock and 

 do a hundred chores, and saw the wood 

 and feed the hogs and lock the stable 

 doors; and herd the hens and watch the 

 bees and take the mules to drink; and teach 

 the turkeys how to swim so they will not 

 sink; and milk a hundred cows and bring 

 in wood to burn and stand out in the sun 

 all day and churn and churn and churn; 

 and wear my brother's cast off clothes and 

 walk four miles to school, and get a licking 

 every day for breaking some old rule; 

 then get home at night and do the chores 

 once more, and milk the cows and feed the 

 hogs and curry mules a score; and then 

 crawl wearily upstairs and seek my little 

 bed, and hear dad say. 'that worthless boy, 

 he doesn't earn his bread.' I'd like to be 

 a boy again, a boy has so much fun, his 

 life is one round of mirth from rise to set 

 of sun. I think there's nothsng pleasanter 

 than closing stable doors, and herding 

 hens and chasing bees and doing evening 

 chores." Deming (N. H.) Headlight. 



A WOMAN'S LOVE. 



This true incident furnishes a striking 

 illustration of the deathlessness of true 

 love it proves the self-sacrificing devotion 

 of a woman for her husband a love that 

 neglect cannot alter, nor abuse kill. 



The heroine of this little "romance in 

 real life" had for years supported herself 

 and children and her worthless husband 

 .by doing washing, sewing, cleaning or any- 

 thing of like nature that would add to her 

 scanty income. While often threatening 



to leave the drunken brute whose name she 

 bore, she invariably weakened at the last 

 moment and gave "poor Jack" another 

 chance. If, as frequently happened, he 

 be became too abusive or too hilarious and 

 the neighbors had him arrested for disor- 

 derly conduct, the faithful wife invariably 

 paid his fine with her scanty earnings 

 rather than have him linger long "in dur- 

 ance vile." 



One morning when she came to do the 

 weekly wash, we noticed that in addition 

 to her general appearance of having been 



beaten and abused, four of Mrs. S 's 



front teeth were conspicuous by their ab- 

 sence. Instantly surmising that Jack had 

 been concerned in this, my aunt questioned 



Mrs. S regarding the missing teeth, 



and found as, she had suspected, that the 

 oft-mentioned "Jack" had again been on 

 the rampage and had varied his usual pro- 

 gram by knocking out his wife's teeth. 



"The brute!" exclaimed my aunt. "Sure 

 and that's what he is when the drink's in 

 him," agreed the wife. 



"What did you say? What are you go- 

 ing to do about it; have you had him ar- 

 rested?" all these questions were asked 

 almost in a breath, bv my aunt, who 

 thought now the woman would have spirit 

 enough to resent sueh abuse. "When are 

 you going to get a divorce?" 



"Divorce," echoed Mrs. S in a sur- 

 prised tone. "I'm not going to get any 

 divorce. Of course I was just awful mad," 

 she continued in her plaintive, sing-song 

 voice, "But as for getting him arrested 

 and all that,, it wouldn't do him no good 

 and me neither. And besides, "she con- 

 cluded as a last defense of "Jack," "them 

 teeth was so old and rotten I'd a had to 

 gone and had 'em pulled before long any- 

 how!" L. W. 



Conductor "How old are you, my little 



girl?" 



Little Girl (from Boston) "If the com- 

 pany does not object, I'd prefer to pay 

 full fare and retain my own statistics."- 

 Tid-Bits. 



