Hump Backed Mule A Plow and a Tater Patch

Earlier I told a story about Uncle Lynn and the Mudhole and such.   Uncle Lynn was a true believer and due to his success with the mudhole he decided to plant a potato patch. 

The ground he chose was really a rocky piece of dirt that had never produced anything.  That's why Aunt Euler put her hen house out there.

Anyways,  Uncle Lynn proceeded to take the mule and plow up the ground and plant potatoes.  After the success with the mud hole he thought he could do most anything.

One thing he had noticed was that Aunt Eulers hens had not been producing any chickens.  Uncle Lynn started paying attention to this.  Every time he saw one of Aunt Eulers hens getting topped by the rooster,  he would stop the mule and go over and catch the hen and put her in a special shed he made for them.  This way he knew that the eggs had been produced by the hen that had been serviced by the rooster.   When the hen laid the egg,  he took the egg and put it aside until he got about two dozen of them ready for a roosting nest and when he found a hen that was ready to roost,  he put all the eggs in her nest and got ready to surprise Aunt Euler with the results.   This was just an additional thing he had in mind on top of the fact that he thought he was going to bring in the best potato crop that ever happened around there.

Uncle Lynn babied  that potato crop something special.   He always sang a little song while he was working, "I got a hump backed mule, a plow and a tater patch.   Eggs that are gonna hatch someday. Got the Lord above and a good gal to love me.  I'm the richest man in the world."

All this was well and good until the day  Uncle Lynn noticed he had two dozen eggs in the box that needed to get hatched and  his primary goal was to present Aunt Euler  with the potatoes and the baby chickens at the same time.

No problem,   Uncle Lynn dug up some plants and found the potatoes to be almost fist sized which was great because they had never been any potatoes there before.   He rapidly gathered   them up,  put them in a box and tossed them into the hen house alongside the eggs.   Except for one thing.    He threw the potatoes on top of the eggs and broke every damn one of them.

This really did not bother Uncle Lynn.  He just changed the words to his song. "I got a hump backed mule, a plow and a tater patch. Them eggs probly would not have hatched anyways.   I got the Lord above me and a good gal to love me.   I am the richest man in the world."

And he probably was.