How To Trim An Osage Hedge

I saw an honest farmer trimming an osagc liedgo over in Henry county. It is a very peculiar operation, and I listened to it with a grent deal of interest. I say listened, because the interesting feature of trimming a hedge consista not so mnch in what the farmer does, as in what he says. The horiest farmer had a crooked knife on the end of a hoe handle. He stuck this into the hedge and gave it a jerk. Then he said : "Ah!" Then he jerked again and down came hedge switch. Then he said: "Ah-hü" Then he took hold of the withered switch and drew it away from the hedge. Then he put his thumb in his mouth, and stood on one foot, and said : "Ah--H-HÜ!" Then he once more unto the breach, dear. dear friends. made another prod with the hook and said, loudly : "Gee whiz!" Then he jerked at a wicked-looking branch with his hook, and roared : "Great sxakes!" Thon he pulled out a crooked branch, so íull of thorns that it made your back ache to look at it, and when he stumbled over it and it wrapped itself around his legs, he stood still for a second, then dropped his hook, lifted his hands to heaven, and screamed : " Oh ! Bloody murcler ! " The next rake he made he brought a who'o top of a hedge plant, with five or six branches, right down on his back. Then he threw his hedge hook fifty feet into a ten-acre field, opened his mouth thrice in voiceless gasp, spread his anns out and feil down flat on his face, dug his toes into the turf, dnunmed on the turf in agony with his clenched fisto, and wailed like a storm cf wrath : "Oh ! dad essen tially ! Take him off! Somebody take him off! " When he got up he said I seemed interested in hedgo trimming, and he would teach me how to do it myself. I said no, I wouldn't try to learn. I would like to know how, but I was too awfnlly lazy, - Burlington Haivk-Eye.