The Mountaineer. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1859-1861, 1859-10-22

IN Whlch U0d mas invested the ru-
radon. u
Now, our country friends are mostly
DESTROYS, candidly SO, to have their city
friends come and see them not mere
" pop visits, but bring your whole
family, and stay q month. This they
may do, and viii do, and can afford It,
rs it is more convenient to ones
pocket-book, on d farm, to quarter d
platoon Of your friends than to per-
Form the same operation III the city,l
where II is apt to give your purse the
ek-dcllar-owe in no time.
1t was not long since, during the
prevalence of hot summer, that Mrs.
Triangle one morning said to her
steWing husband, who was IN no wise
troubled with . surplus Of the circulat-
ing medium
Triangle, it's on-possible for us toI
keep the children well and quiet through.
this dreadful hot weather. We must
60 into the country. The Joneses and
Pigwigginses and Macwackinses, and
and everybody has gone out into the
country, and We must go, too; why.
can't we?'' .sss
ssWhy can't we? = mechanically
echoed Triangle, who just then was
deeply absorbed In q problem as to
whether or not, considering the prices
Of coal, potatoes, house-rents, leather,
and "dry- goods, = be would fetch up in
prison Of the poor-house frstl It was
q momentous question, and to his wife's
proposal of d fresh detail Of domestic
expense, Triangle responded M
ny can't Wes?'' s.7
Il Yes, that's what I'd like to know -
why can't WEI 5. ....s ..s h. !
I'VE cant, Mrs. Triangle decid-
edly answered her lord and master.
Now Mrs. IL, being but q woman,
very naturally went on to- give Mr.. II.
q Caudle lecture half an. hour long,
winding with one Of those time-honorcd
perqnisites Of the female sex q
good cry. \. III
Poor Triangle put on his hat and
marched down to his bake-oyen of an
ssoflice, " to plan business and smoke
his cigar. Triangle came home to tea,
and saw at q glance that something
must be done. Mrs. Triangle was to
Ebe Compromised, or far hotter than
Eeven the hot, hot weather would be bis
Edomicile for the balance Of the season,
Triangle thought it over, as he nibbled
4 his toast and slipped his hot Souchong.
eMy dear, said he, pushing aside
his cup, and fitting himself upon the
:Esshind legs Of his chairssbusiness il
livery duh, the weather is intolerable,
know you and the children would BIZ
much benefited by . trip into thu
country--why can't we go??' .ss. !. 4 ..s.-
ssWhy can't we2--that' what I'd Hkt
Ito know!!" was the ready response ol
Mrs. Z. &c.. .. .;l I. 1. .gss s.. s
F. swell, we can go. My friend Jingt
has as fine place in the country n
ever was, anywhere; he has asked m,
again and again to come down in til,
summer, and bring all the family. Nov
we'll 60; lingo viii be delighted to Sc,
Jus; and we'll have q good, pleasant
thine, LII warrant. III /.
ffE Mrs. Triangle was delighted; sool
all the clouds Of her temper were dis
tpersed, and like people sscut out 70
each other, Triangle and his wife So
and planned the details OF the tour /,
lingo Hill Farm. Frederic Antonit
Gustavus was to be rugged out in. new
boots, hat, and breaches. Mari,
EEyangeline Roxana Matilda was to B,
fitted out in Polka boots, gipsey bon.
4 net, and Bleomer pantalettes, with nj
entire invoice Of handkerchiefs, scarfs
|, ribbons, gloves, and hosiery for ssmoth
Ter" little Georgiana Victorine Rosi
Adelaide, and the baby, Henry Rinald
Mercutio. After three days on
} slaught upon poor Triangle's pockets
with any quantity of stfuss and feath
J ers," Mrs. Triangle pronounced til
caravan ready to move. But Just a
) ALL was ready, Bridget Durfy, the maid
l Eof-all-Work, who was to ACCOMPANY
: them on the expedition as supervisor O
: the children, threw up her engagement
, sPlaze the pigs said Biddy; " it,
: lmesilf MS niyer likes the country, .
$ all; an I'll iist be afther not goin'
nam, wild yez!'' @.s
$ Here was a go--or rather q ono got
Q Triangle had bought tickets for all
9 and ordered the carriage at four; ]
s was now three pm, Of . hot, roastini