American Agriculturist, December 27, 1924 
The Trouble Maker 
(Continued jrom page 449) . 
r- “Daddy,” she said finally. “I—I— think, Dot, that Taylor’s a trouble 
am s-sorry I was cross. I coulfln t go 
to sleep—thinking about it.” 
“That's all right, little girl. ’-Spec I’m 
gettin’ to be a cross-grained old critter 
anyway/’ 
“You’re no such thing.” 
“Yes, I guess I am. Been out here 
thinkin’ tonight that I’ve lived more’n 
sixty years and ain’t learned the most 
important lesson yet—” 
“What's that, Dad?” 
“Nothin’ really matters enough to get 
all het up and sayin’ things we’re sorry 
for afterwards.” 
T HE old man took his pipe from his 
mouth and tapped it reflectively on 
the block at his side. 
“Yes, sir; young Taylor was right 
about one thing he said today, that 
nothin’ matters but bein’ happy. I don’t 
know jest how to say it, but when I 
looked up at the sky tonight and saw 
that old moon looking down so sort of 
calmly, jest as lie’s looked these thou¬ 
sands of years, I thought how he must 
smile in pity to see how we poor human 
fools do mess up things by quarreling 
and fightin’ all the time ’bout something 
that don’t amount to nothin.’ Folks have 
been walkin’ this earth since the begin¬ 
ning of time, thinkin’ that their little 
goings and comings were so all-fired im¬ 
portant, when the only thing at all that 
counts is happiness.” 
“Oh, I know it, Dad, and I’m—I’m so 
•—so unhappy!” 
The old man reached up an arm 
around the slinf girlish body and pulled 
her down on his lap, and she became a 
little girl again, sobbing out her troubles 
in the arms of a father who had never 
failed her in sympathy and understand¬ 
ing. 
The old man said nothing, until the 
girl had had her cry out, and then: 
“Tell Dad what’s the matter, Dot.” 
“It’s—it’s Jim Taylor, Dad. You know 
I’ve always played around with him— 
and ever since I was a little girl—I’ve 
dreamed and dreamed that some day—- 
Jim and I would get married—and make 
a home, and be happy like you and 
Mom.” 
“Your old dad wants you to be happy, 
daughter, more’n he wants anything else 
in the world.” 
“But since I got back from school, 
Jim’s- different. He—he—don’t like me 
any more—and all he thinks of is this 
old milk business—and he’s nasty to you, 
and I hate him for that, and-” 
“You don’t have no call to take on my 
battles,” interrupted the old man. 
“ ’Spect I can hold up my end when 
it comes to quarreling. But I wonder, 
Dot, if Jim is worth a girl like you. I 
too used to think he was quite a feller, 
but I’m beginnin’ to think different. And 
if so, you might better a good deal find 
it out now than after it’s too late. Mar¬ 
ried life is a long time when you’re 
hitched with the wrong team-horse, and 
a mean horse can spoil the team, just 
as a mean cow can put the devil into the 
whole herd.” 
“Oh, Jim isn’t mean, Dad. And he 
has had such a hard time of it.” 
“Makes things hard for himself,” said 
John Ball. “There are quite a few crit¬ 
ters, including humans, who arc just 
naturally born trouble makers. Some 
otherwise perfectly good folks rile up 
everything and everybody wherever they 
go. ’Cordin’ to them, nothin’ as is, is 
right. Always got to be changing some¬ 
thin’. Trouble makers, that’s what they 
are. Mebbe they’re right sometimes, too, 
for I ’spect some things ought to be 
changed, but change stirs things up and 
makes trouble, and a trouble maker, 
whether he is a criter leading a herd 
over a fence into a cornfield, or a man 
always tryin’ to change somethin’, will 
make things bad for himself and for 
everybody else. And I’m beginning to 
maker. Don’t, know but what you’re 
well quit of him. 
“Now, there’s that young Bradley. 
Noticed jmu riding ’round with hint 
lately. What do you think of him?” 
“Harry’s a nice boy.” 
“Yes, sir; he is.” 
“He’s against you in this milk League 
business, just the same as Jim,” said 
Dorothy-. 
“Yes, he’s agin me, but not like Tay^- 
lor. I don’t mind a man disagreein’ with 
me, if he’s fair. Young Bradley’s fair. 
Ain’t no trouble maker, either. Able to 
size up the pasture on both sides of the 
fence. Taylor always thinks the other 
feller's pasture is the greenest. But 
there’s two sides to most everything, 
daughter, ’specially to marriage.” 
“Daddy, tell me something. You have 
been happy with Mom, haven't you?” 
The old man hesitated and stroked 
his beard a moment before answering. 
“Why, y r es, Dot, I ’spec I’ve been as 
happy as an old grampus like me has 
any right to expect. Anyway, if I have¬ 
n’t been jest as satisfied sometimes with 
the way the team was pullin’, it ain't 
been yo.ur Ma’s fault.” 
The girl was quick to catch the reser¬ 
vation in the old man’s voice and speech. 
“What did you want that you didn't 
get, father?” 
“Well, I dunno. I remember I told 
y r ou once that young folks is always 
wantin’ something darn hard, but they 
don’t know what they want. Fact is, 
young folks always have wanted too 
much. They’re sure to be disappointed, 
and I was no different from the rest. I 
dunno how to say it, but I guess I 
wanted what your story-books call ro¬ 
mance, and mebbe there ain’t a lot of 
romance in the world anyway-, ’specially 
on a farm.” 
For a while there was silence betkeen 
them and then Dorothy said: 
“But why don’t you and Mom ever 
kiss each other, Dad?” 
“Can’t say. Did at first, but there 
was always so much to do, we sort of 
got out of the habit. Then, too, I got 
the idea somehow that Ma thought I 
was a leetle silly when I wanted to kiss 
her. Anyway, it ain’t the kissin’ that 
counts in the long haul of marriage. 
It’s havin’ a team-mate that’s steady 
and dependable, and that never rears up 
or gigs back in a pinch, a team-mate 
that saves trouble ’stead of makin’ it. 
Don’t you think so, Dot?” 
“Perhaps you’re right, father, but I 
think the kissing is nice, too.” 
“All right, kiss the old man good 
night, then, and we’ll turn in. It’s get¬ 
tin’ late, and I’m gettin’ old, and I’ve 
got to fill silo tomorrow.” 
(Continued next week ) 
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