The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1872-07-22
In Search Of the Picturesque.

Towards noon we spproaeed the vii
lags where we we're TO dine, and after
driving through the barren, sandy pub.
lie square, We reached the hotel, and
were ushercd into large room light.
ed by eight window guiltless Of either
blinds or curtains, where an army
Of flies buzzed ioyously, Ten wooden
chairs, u centre.table, and spittoon
composed the furniture, while the
"Father Of his Country" md rs. t.
lSGO.-X. Plantation Bites" adorned
the walls. On the ringing Of huge
bell We went to the diniug.room, where
the loug table was already flied with
people engaged in q hand'tO-hand.con.
test with the dishes,
"Porksteak, beefsteak, fried lam and
eggs" said the ringleied damsel at our
elbow
"Beetsteak," said our grandfather ;
"and, my good girl, bring us some fresh
boiled eggs, and a little honey in the
comb."
ave amt got any eggs, sir, except
some from Marathon today, but they
hnvcn't come. We don't keep honey,
but have some hrst.rate JAM
"Wcll, well, never mind pitcher
OF milk, then"
"We've got no milk, sir; milk is
scarce out here: but can get q cObbler
or julep ut the bar"
1--WE are still too near the city,
MY dears," said grandfather, rs We
drove away, "By evening / trust We
shall leave the turmoil far behind us, and
enter the real Arcadia"
On we iourneyed, aud the broad road
heightened out before us in endless mo.
notony. 1t gan with mathematical pre-
cision from one town to another, and
when we reached the summit OF small
elevation We could trace its whito lire
strnight before IFS rs far as the eye
could reach. On either side, sLut in by
Zigzag fences, were corn and wheat
fields, and the hot sun burned their
faces and ours with the persistent blnZe
Of cloudless June day. The light top
Of the carriage, extending over the back
seat, afforded some protection to Sue
and myself, but poor grandfather sim
Mered III front aud mOpped his face in
silence. About four o'clock We came to
q wayside Inn.
1--WE will stop here and rest a few
moments, " said grandfather. perhaps
some iced milk would refresh You.
Here, sir" he called out to a linlf.gTo.e
youth who, with his hat dnwn over nj,
eyes, was lounging on Il bench ut the
door: will You bring us n pitcher Of
iced milk p
1--WE don't sell milk here, )" replied
the boy, with profound stare.
"No, / suppose your customers seldom
call for II; but these ladies would like q
glass with a lump Of Ice"
/" But We amt got any at all. We sell
II all in Marathon.'
"Have you any buttcrmilk, then ?"
"No; We don't keep buttcrmilk."
"Any cider
"No ; We don't keep that either"
"What in the name Of Andrew jack
son do You keep ?" asked my thirsty nn-
cestor, testify.
1.-THE best lager made in Marathon;
it came out by the rails this morning."
II have never tasted this modern
beverage, Priscilla, but will now VEN
ture, rs it is all they have" said grand.
father, handing me- the relns
Tanning himself vigorously with his
hat, he disappeared into the house. leay.
ing the boy reclining upon his bench
with easy grace. After 4 pause tins
youth opened 4 ConyeEation
Fine day, ma'am.'
"Yes, replied, "but nther warm"
"lt'll be deal hotter before it gets
through. say, have You got any pill"
"What ? asked. in nstnnlshment.
amy pills for iever.nager or liver.
complaint p
"What can hemCan ?" exclaimed Sue.
"Why, you're patent medicine agents,
amt you? They always go through the
country with horses instead OF taking
the cars. There wns one along last week
had his women folks with him, and his
medicines under his back seat.
1--WE arc not agents, . Ireplicd 1--WE
are travelling for pleasure
"For what ?"
"For pleasure
At this iuncture gHndfatherappcared,
and We drove away, followed by the GU.
riosity Of the pill consuming boy, who
even left his bench and advanced to the
middle Of the road, shading his eyes
with his hand to gaze after the singular
beings who were travelling for "plens.
IRE"