The Complete Works of Josh Billings Part 23

Foxes c.u.m out ov the ground, but whether they are made out ov dirt i kant sware with much certainty. They c.u.m out ov the ground through the instrumentality ov a hole, but whether the hole begins at the surface and runs into the mountain, or whether it begins in the mountain and runs tew the surface, don't make a kussid bit ov difference.

But philosophers hav argued about this hole bizzness for years. Sum ov them say it runs in, and sum ov them be darned if it duz; and right here we can see the amazing difference between the logick ov the philosophers and the logick ov the fox. While they stand fiteing at the mouth ov the hole, the fox iz stealing their ducks and goslins.

Foxes are like cunning men--they hav but few brains, and but a small place tew keep them in, but what few they hav got are like angle worms in hot water--full ov anxiety and mizery.

Cunning is a branding iron; the letters on it are small, but alwus red-hot, and they read thus--Look out for the fox.

A YARN.--THE AUNT, AND THE GRa.s.sHOPPER.

Once on a previous time, about four hundred thousand years ago, in the old ov the moon, during a verry dry spell ov weather, just after a hard frost, when gra.s.s b.u.t.ter waz ska.s.s, while venus was an evening star. An old ant, who had lost awl ov her front teeth, and waz twisted with the rhumatiz, and a pollypurse in her noze, sot in an eazy chair, near the front door ov an aunt hill, superintendin a phatt kurnell ov wheat, which the yung aunts were trieing tew git down cellar, into their house.

Jisst then along c.u.m a loafing gra.s.shopper, smoking a pipe, and singing, "Begone dull care, i pray thee begone from me."--and spieing the old ant, giving orders tew the yung aunts, he stopt tew hav a talk with her.

"Good morning, old mother Industry, good morning!" sed the gra.s.sbug. "A fine cernal ov wheat that, yu are rooling in!

"Hav yu heard the grate news?

"Dredfull sharp frost last night!

"Winter will soon set in, i reckon!

"I herd the owls hute last nite!

"Terribel bad acksident on the Harlem road yesterday!

"When dew yu think specie payments will be took up?

"Thare! mi pipe haz gone out, kant yu lend me a match?

"How menny aunts hav yu got in yure village?

"Enny sickness amungst them?

"I wonder if thare iz enny truth in the dispatch, that the p.i.s.smires, down on Sandy Creek, hav all struck for higher wages?

"Who do yu think yure ants will vote for for justiss ov the peace?

"What iz yure sold opinyun ov the new license law, will it make rum enny ska.r.s.er?

"Do yu buy enny grocerys ov old Ferguson, i hope not, he iz a mean old skinflinter, he sold me, only last week, a peace ov bar sope, for sum beeswax.

"The world iz gitting more full ov wussness every day!

"I wonder if thare iz enny truth in what every boddy sez, about old Square Benson, that he kant pay, only now and then sum ov hiz dets!

"Do yu see much ov the krickets now a days?

"I should really like tew kno how they are gitting along; rather tuff times for them i guess, yu don't think they will winter, do yu?

"When duz the moon change now days?

"Hav yu got enny onion seeds tew spare, that yu kan reckomend?

"Dew yu think England will ever pay the Allabarmer klaims?

"I kant see what makes the c.o.c.kroaches so stuck up, i met one this morning, and before i could put two civil questions at him he was out ov sight!

"Sum folks are alwus in sich a swetting hurry!

"Aint thare sum good law agin the spiders bilding their webs in the gra.s.s?

"How mutch wheat haz yure aunts got laid up; yu must hav sum tew spare?

"I wonder if it wont up and rain, before tommorrow?

"They tell me that maple sugar iz a drug in the market, owing to its peculiar mutchness; yu kant tell, kan yu, whether this iz so or not, i wish yu could!

"Mi opinyun now iz, that he who livs to see next year, will see buckwheat a bigg crop!

"I overheard the older hens say, az i c.u.m past nabor Sherman's lower barn this morning, that eggs waz gitting a good deal on plenty, and they must git tew work agin!

"Well! i am in an awful hurry, i am going down tew tend a jumping match between Springsteel, and Steelspring, two yung gra.s.shoppers; this iz tew be the last hop ov the seazon.

"I must be a going!

"I am uncommon sorry i kant stay longer, and make yu a good visit.

"By the way! Old mother Industry, i hav got a profound sekret, that i want to tell yu, but i wouldn't hav it known bi ennyboddy, for awl the world, if it should git out once, it would ruin me!"

"Then keep the sekret yureself," spoke the ant, "it iz worth more to yu than ennyboddy else."

This iz every word the bizzy old ant sed, but kept her eye all the time on the phatt keernel ov wheat and the loafing gra.s.shopper moved off, whistling "Sally c.u.m up."

REMARKS.

This iz the way with all loafers, if they kant steal yure time with idle questions, their last dodge iz to steal yure credulity with an idle sekret.

A HEN.

A hen is a darn phool, they was born so bi natur.