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Thr RURAL NEW-YORKER 
September 30, 1022 
Pastoral Parson and His Country Folks 
By Rev. George B. Gilbert 
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School Again. —School opened today, 
and tomorrow morning it will hr a case 
of starting off fivr with books in hand. 
Four of thorn will ho our own. and one 
boy from 'way down county, who is going 
to a business school. School used to be¬ 
gin at nine o’clock and close nl four— 
all kinds - of schools, high schools or low 
schools. But liow it is to begin at all 
times and close at all hours. The two 
boy s in high school mu si leave the house 
nt 6:45. the business college one must go 
at 7:45. and Flossie and Sit will get 
away at S This moans breakfast 
strung along for nearly two hours. Then 
earning home it is even worse. They 
string along anywhere 'from 11:30 to 
:5(>—all as hungry as hears, when they 
come in. This certainly makes it hurt 
about the dinner. The house becomes 
sort of a quick-lunch counter, with food 
and dishes '.standing around till the time. 
The children are certainly good about it 
and never complain. It is a self-serving 
arrangement, and they go and get a plate 
and pick up what they find. But it isn’t 
like sitting down together, with every¬ 
thing good and hot and not all dried up. 
Tub Studies.- Shelley has spent the 
evening in studying French. The Parson 
remembers the time he spent on this, and 
doubts if it ever paid him. Those irreg¬ 
ular verbs tlmt he never used or expected 
to use. He spent hours on those, hut 
never so much as learned how to inquire 
for a man's health in French or to read 
a French letter. George has been read¬ 
ing a history'—a thick volume he has just 
started on. He read through the first 
chapter and put down toe hook with a 
sigh, lie declared he “couldn’t, under¬ 
stand it." This struck the Parson as a 
bit curious, as how could lie learn it if 
he couldn’t understand it, and why 
couldn't, he understand common English? 
So the Parson took the book and started 
to read the first chapter himself. My. 
but it was dry stuff! A bald, dry state¬ 
ment of facts, using the biggest and 
hardest words imaginable. The Parson 
could only advise George to read it over 
again, but of course he soon got sleepy 
and went off to bed. How he will come 
on tomorrow remains to be seen. 
A Falling Stone. —Yesterday, going 
in town, the Parson took a mother and 
her little girl, going in the city, probably 
to get thing ready for school. “Won’t I 
be glad when school opens!" said the 
woman. “1 tell you a stone has fallen 
off from me when the children go.” 
“Yes." spoke up the girl. “it‘s fallen off 
her and landed on me. How I hate to 
go!” The Parson mused over this Stone 
business a good deal. Why should there 
have been a stone on either of them? 
Had the woman tried to have the children 
work all Summer, when nature called for 
play, or had phe given them over to play 
as they pleased, with little to play with 
and no one to direct 'them? Something 
was wrong somewhere. These vacations, 
with the children all at home, ought to 
be times long remembered. Every day 
lately the boys and the Parson have be¬ 
moaned the fact that the time before 
school was so short. We have had such 
a good time together—lots of play and 
lots of swimming, and really a good many 
good jobs done up. Besides the regular 
haying and hoeing and getting vegetables 
for dinner aud chores, we have shingled 
one side of the house and concreted the 
barn floor and made a small pond with 
concrete abutments by ‘the barn, and 
started a big pond for ice and swimming, 
and got most of the big woodpile under¬ 
cover; and last, but not least in time 
by any means, done a lot of work on the 
automobiles. This last division of labor 
—eight hours’ work, eight hours’ sleep, 
eight hours on the automobile—is just 
about as near right as you can get it. 
Grange and Farm Bureau.— The 
Parson has recently been off away over 
in the northwestern corner of the State 
to speak at a big gathering of Grangers 
and farmers. It was a county. Farm 
Bureau and Grange picnic and field day. 
The Parson stayed the night before with 
the president of the Farm Bureau, and 
went on the next day with him for nearly 
40 miles to the place where the gathering 
was held. Two farms were visited on 
the way, where rhe boys did some cattle 
judging. Here in this State park, by 
some beautiful falls, there gathered fully 
700 people, who >-ame in about 115 trucks 
and autos. With the picnic dinner there 
was served lemonade to all who wished 
it, and also- what do you think? Nice 
cool milk—a whole 40-quart can right 
there—just help yourself. Now wasn’t 
that the most fitting thing in the world at 
a farmers’ picnic? And yet the Parson 
had never seen if done before, rtf course 
often it cannot he done, as the farmers 
have to sell just so much milk, and can¬ 
not spare a whole big can : but if cer¬ 
tainly was a fine thing for all those 
children. 
Farmers’ Families. —It was wonder¬ 
fully interesting to see the families lif¬ 
ting around among the trees eating their 
dinner. Yon could see how large the 
families were in many cases, and bow 
many boys and how many girls. There 
was one family that had seven children 
present, and the Parson learned that 
there were two more at home. What a 
fine family it was. and the mother looked 
as young and sprightly as could lie. The 
oldest son died of the black influenza. 
Most of this family was in the hospital 
with this terrible malady at one time, 
and the oldest hoy dying and the others 
all so sick—what n dreadful trying time 
that must have been! The Parson could 
not get it out of his mind all the way 
home. Then there was another family 
of six children. The man said they had 
come 30 miles to see the Parson, as they 
always read The R. N.-Y. So many 
situations arose in the Parson's family 
like those that came to theirs! What a 
delight it was to meet these hard-working 
people, giving their lives for their chil¬ 
dren. 
Saturday Night. —Well, here it is 
Saturday night. The two older boys have 
gone fishing for bullheads and Cels. Know¬ 
ing the pond pretty well where they have 
gone, the Parson doubts if he has fresh 
fish for breakfast. This is the first time 
they have ever gone fishing without the 
Parson going with them. It was nice of 
them to want him to go tonight the worst 
way, but he did not see how lie could, as 
he expected to have to go to town. They 
had a great time picking up angleworms 
over on the potato patch the other night, 
getting about two quarts, and they just 
had to make some use of them. They 
have made .some hobs for eels. Tonight’s 
trip is really a sequel to our great an¬ 
nual fishing trip which we took since the 
Parson’s last, letter, and which is a story 
by itself. 
The Beat. Trip. Yes, we had a real 
fishing trip—one (hat you remember all 
the rest of the year. It had been talked 
tip on many a hot afternoon in the hay- 
field: in fact, talked about so much that 
the hoys rather doubted that it would 
ever take place—-liiit it did. We got an 
early start, and wont off on a pond pre¬ 
pared to stay all night. The weather 
was with us. Ti rained and rained and 
then rained more. And what was still 
belter, the wind blew. Then, too, it was 
flu* beginning of a big storm—not the. 
ending of one*. The Parson prefers to go 
pond fishing when the storm is coming 
on. strong south wind stirring up the 
water—the more wind and the higher the 
waves the better. It seems to bring out 
the big ones for food, and the waves seem 
to prevent their seeing so much. On such 
a day there is no need of getting on the 
pond especially early; one time of day 
is as good as another, if the weather 
holds. An old fisherman told us the night 
before that fish would not bite if it thun¬ 
dered, but it thundered almost continu¬ 
ously the whole forenoon, and that was 
the time we did business. 
Ot'R Bait, —We were out for pickerel 
and bass, and we used largely a bait 
called tin 1 Orono. The Parson lias for 
years had the best luck with this bait for 
big fish. Wo had Two red and white ones 
and one green one. Curiously enough, 
we had almost no luek with the green 
one. We let _these pa tout baits out be¬ 
hind the boat 50 to 100 feet, having good 
stout lines and reels, rtf course there is 
constant trouble over weeds and lily 
pads, but after a little you can find places 
in tbe pond where if is quite free and 
also get a line on where the fish are 
hanging out that particular day. In the 
place where we came last time on this 
pond we had great luck. This time we 
did almost nothing. You can never tell. 
Well, the Parson was rowing around to 
get our hearings, and we had caught a 
perch or two on these same rtronos, and 
Clossie's face was getting a little long, 
as he hadn't had a Lite—when something 
happened. Clossie had a pole that had 
seen hard times and been wound with 
tape up on the second length. Fortu¬ 
nately his line was practically uew and 
without knots—von never want a knot in 
a line on a reel. Words could never de¬ 
scribe tbe excitement in that boar, and 
the way Clossie woke up when he got 
that bite! As for the pole—well, if liter¬ 
ally broke its hack. It died in a good 
cause, as the Parson has explained to 
Flossie when he sees him looking at it 
out in the shed. 
Landing a Ftsii.—T he Parson de¬ 
clared if was n bass as it came clear out 
of water and shook its head at us scorn¬ 
fully. hut when again it landed in the 
water it was still on the hook. We had 
no landing not, and the Parson hates to 
take chances with a real fish, especially 
when he has acted so saucy, so he yelled 
(who doesn’t yell on such occasions'?) to 
keep the line low in the water, thus tend¬ 
ing to keep him under, and we would row 
for a long sandy beach clear the other end 
of the pond. This is a great way to land 
n big fish. As you draw him along to 
shallow water one jumps overboard and 
follows right behind him, so if lie flaps 
loose at 'the last minute you can swash 
him along with your hands till he is clear 
of the water. This one proved Jo he only 
caught in the edge of the lip and flopped 
himself loose as soon as he was litided. 
We could never have gotten him over tile 
side of the bout. 
Shelley's Luck. —Well, we did ,linve 
one great time—long to be talked about. 
Shelley never caught a fish the last trip 
over to that place. It is funny how luck 
will run at times, and we were particu¬ 
larly anxious he should get something 
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