The first time I pumped a hand-car I fully realized the Lord had made no
mistake by taking out one of the ribs and leaving the backbone whole. If
you ever pumped a hand-car I will pass from this painful mode of travel
and let you refresh your own memory and backache.
I got along pretty well, when the “Boss” wasn’t nervous that the road
master would come along and want to borrow another fifty dollars on his
word without interest, everything went nicely. When weed cutting time,
came I gritted my teeth, held my back as straight as I could and whacked
away. Besides the excruciating pain in the back that made you feel like
you would like to give one long piercing yell, throw your shovel away
and run for town, there was the additional pain of seeing the “Boss”
sitting on the hand car resting his back. He had the advantage and the
authority! I must keep at it and cut the weeds or the wheels of the
locomotive would slip, the traveler couldn’t resume his journey, all
traffic would stop, and down would go the railroad stock and let out all
the water.
It would have been a blessing if the water could have been spilled by
some patent process where the weeds were to be cut, but, monopolies
monopolize and if the Lord didn’t see fit to have the rain fall in
September instead of June no one was to blame, except Grover Cleveland.
The Republicans said the country always went to the dogs and dried up
when the Democrats elected a President. I was too young then to know
much about statesmanship and I wouldn’t want to say for repetition
whether or not the Lord and Cleveland were working together or
otherwise, but I do remember some one was mighty stingy with the
moisture.
If you, my dear reader, have never had the privilege of cutting weeds
for a dollar and thirty-five cents per day for three weeks in succession
then, for all that’s good and beautiful, take my advice and let the Jap,
Greek, or Italian have your place and do the mowing. Either of them can
get better wages and any of these dark-skinned brethren will do as much
in three days as the white man would in one day and cause the pale face
no extra exertion.
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