1898 
THE RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
387 
HOPE FARM NOTES. 
A Wkt Sunday. 
Still Mors Rain.—Saturday was clear and 
bright, the first really pleasant day of the week. 
The official report indicated clear weather for 3(5 
hours! The Madame, therefore, thought (hat she 
was perfectly safe in planning to goto church 
and Sunday school on Sunday. Some cog must 
have slipped in the weather bureau, however, for 
Sunday morning came with the same tearful 
face that has become so familiar of late. 
Rain! Rain! Rain! How it did rain! One of 
those wet, soggy, dispiriting rains that comes 
just when it is not needed, and which washes 
your spirits ’way down into the swamp. Well, 
the Hope Farm folks didn’t like it, and they 
couldn’t lump it, because that rain would dissolve 
any lump that ever was formed. Charlie got up 
and started the fire and did the chores. Every 
animal on the place was in the dumps, from the 
big horse down to the 24-hour-old chicken. They 
had all had a taste of the sun the day before, and 
now they just longed for another day of it. The 
only residents of Hope Farm that wanted rain 
were Crimson clover and rye. These thirsty fel¬ 
lows gloated over it, and fairly jumped in their 
growth. Even the Parker Earle strawberry plants 
had more water than they could swallow. 
A Good Breakfast.—The children were dressed, 
and Grandmother cooked the oatmeal and made 
biscuits while the Madame fried the fish balls 
and made the coffee. The Graft carried the milk 
to his two customers, and got back in time to 
dress the oldest Scion. Meanwhile, the rain 
rained until the dooryard was like a mud puddle, 
and the roads were nearly afloat. 
“ You would better eat a good breakfast”, said 
the Madame, “for we shall have a late dinner.” 
We all responded nobly—especially the little 
folks, the Graft alone eating a great bowl of oat¬ 
meal, two biscuits and three fish balls. When 
the fish balls are extra good, we tell the Madame 
she must have used some of her famous Brahma 
eggs in mixing them. There is nothing like keep¬ 
ing tlie cook good-natured! 
The rain grew harder and wetter . 
Space in the Barn.—The old house at Hope 
Farm is not the most convenient place in which 
to keep four active children. Our little folks 
are outdoors so much that it is hard for them to 
stay indoors many hours at a time. The Madame 
had no one to help in the kitchen that Sunday, so 
while Grandmother washed and dressed the 
smallest Scion, Father was drafted into the ser¬ 
vice and put to wiping dishes. He dropped three, 
but broke only one. Meanwhile, the Graft kept 
the Bud and the oldest Scion still by pretending 
to “ read ” to them out of a book—which he held 
upside down. 
But the little ones did long for the outside air. 
It did seem a shame to keep them shut up in that 
dark old house. 
“ Why can’t they go to the barn? ” said Mother. 
So they put on their coats and hats, and ran 
out to the barn. The Graft carried the baby 
Scion in his “ express ” wagon. The boys had 
swept the main floor clean, and we opened the 
big doors so that there was plenty of light ami 
air. Father brought his book out and sat on a 
bale of hay. He couldn’t read much, though, for 
the children had dozens of childish questions to 
ask. Two swallows came sailing in to inspect their 
nest up under one of the rafters. The old black cat 
with her four kittens, the pony, the cow, Billy 
Berkshire, the pig—why, Father never knew be¬ 
fore how many questions can be asked about 
such simple little things. 
And the rain never dreamed of stopping. 
Things Look Wet.—The Brahma rooster 
looked like a walking dish rag. It took him so 
long to crow that the rain half tilled his mouth 
before he could finish, and muflled the sound. A 
row of half-grown chicks stood gloomily under 
the dripping eaves. The Brahma hen laid her 
egg and did all her cackling indoors. The Earth¬ 
worms lay stretched on the surface of the wet 
ground. The little chickens would run out of the 
brooders for half an hour to fill up on these 
worms, and then run back to the brooders to be 
warmed and dried. Back of the barn the Crim¬ 
son clover was thick and strong. We tried to 
look at that rather than at the potato fields 
where the rain was playing havoc. The little 
folks didn’t do any worrying. They left worry to 
their elders, and were as happy as mortals well 
can be. If we older folks could only have the 
faith and trust of the Bud, the Graft and the 
Scion, we would all be better off and happier for 
it. Whereabouts along the road does a fellow 
drop his faith and trust, anyway ? What makes 
him drop it? These thoughts and questions 
naturally form a part of a wet Sunday at Hope 
Farm, to one who is put in charge of the children 
for a time. The little Graft felt kiudly, even to¬ 
ward big Frank, the work horse. The Graft has to 
pump the water for the stock, aud FraLk is one 
of those fearful water drinkers that never seems 
to fill up. I have seen the Graft stand with tears 
in his eyes watching that great swiller taking in 
the water that means so much of labor for that 
little back ! 
After noon, the Madame called the children in, 
one at a time, and washed them and had them 
put on clean clothes for dinner. Shortly after 2, 
we sat down to a piece of roast veal—cooked on 
Saturday—bread and butter, asparagus, rad¬ 
ishes and escalloped potatoes. We like potatoes 
cooked in this way better than we do boiled or 
fried. The children had vegetables, bread and 
butter, and some of the gravy, but no meat. Oh, 
but) they were hungry ! They filled up on potatoes 
and asparagus, and still had room for a great 
dish of fruit which followed. 
After Dinner.—“ That's the last meal 1 shall 
prepare to-day,” said the Madame, “and all you 
will have to-night will be bread and butter and 
a piece of plain cake.” The little Scion had 
gone to sleep meanwhile. She woke up a little 
after 4, and had a cup of warm milk and a 
piece of toast. After dinner, the children wanted 
to “ write,” and they kept themselves happy for 
over an hour drawing impossible animals and 
houses. We assume that the Graft is over seven 
years old, but he has never been to school, and 
barely knows his letters. The Bud knows more 
of them than he does, and it is comical to see 
him try to induce her to tell him the difference 
between m and u. We have no wish to hurry 
any of the children into school. Let them become 
tough and strong little animals first of all. The 
little Graft is now so eager to learn that he will 
work hard after he once starts. I shall never 
give him more than a good common school train¬ 
ing. What he gets beyond that, he must work 
for and earn himself. 
Sunday School and Bedtime.—Finally, the 
Madame had a little Sunday-school class, and 
went over the lesson for the day. The children 
just beg and tease for this lesson. They would 
willingly leave their play for it. She has a little 
panorama called The Royal Scroll, with a series 
of excellent pictures of Bible scenes. The Graft 
can turn it, and the Bud can explain the pictures, 
and they are never tired of hearing the old story. 
The Scion’s version of the golden text on Sunday 
was, 
“Come on now, for tiie golden texts is all ready ! ” 
One of the pictures on this scroll shows Christ 
telling the rich man to go and sell all that he had 
and give it to the poor. The rich man wouldn’t 
do it, and tlie Madame went on to tell the children 
how, if he tuid given up his wealth, his would- 
probably, have been one of the greatest names 
in history. The Graft was quite impressed, and 
loudly declared that he would have given up 
every cent. Just at that moment, Charlie called 
out that the Graft had forgotten to pump tlie tub 
full of water for the horses ! This was bringing 
duty altogether too close, and the poor Graft be¬ 
gan to cry because he had to stop and do his 
pumping. There are lots of us just like that Graft 
— we like to dream about duty rather than to do it. 
The children can sing several hymns, and they 
end their Sunday school with a march, with tlie 
Graft at the head, singing “ Onward, Christian 
Soldiers,” while the Madame plays the tune. 
Then there were stories to be told, and more 
sougs to be sung, the bread and butter to be 
eaten, and chores to be done. For their supper, 
the children hail bread and butter and all the 
rhubarb sauce they could eat—that means an 
immense and indefinite quantity. Finally the 
dark, wet night settled down upon Hope Farm, 
and the Bud, the Graft and the Scion sailed 
away to the land of Nod. 
What; Does it Amount To ?—This is a dull, 
commonplace story of wet-day life on a farm up 
among the New Jersey hills. I often wonder how 
such days are spent in the homes of Rub A i, read¬ 
ers. It is easy to make them dull and dismal it 
isn’t much harder to make them happy and satis¬ 
fying. There are good people who will shake 
their heads at the idea of taking the children out 
to the barn on Sunday. They were happier there, 
and less inclined to mischief, and there was no 
really comfortable place for them in the house. 
Our little folks will be brought up to reverence 
the Sabbath, and hold it apart from other days, 
but I shall try to make them love it, and not look 
forward to it with dread. 
1 often wonder whether, after all, we accom¬ 
plish anythiug—whether we really make any 
progress. These dull aud dumpy days take the 
muscle out of one’s hope. The Madame’s answer 
will be about this: “Well, we have given these 
four little folks another happy and comfortable 
day. They are a little stronger in every way than 
they were before! That’s something! ” So it is! 
So it is! After all, where and how can one do more 
than that ? It’s a mighty blessing to have faith! 
u. w. c. 
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