Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1874-08-13

last Sunday nights. That remarkable
eminence seemed to have mingled indis-
criminately with whole chain of noun
tains off in the southwest.
The lunch, spread out on newspaper
table-cloths, made a goodly show, there
were such broad, thick slices of bread
and butter, such chunks" of ginger
bread, such generous triangles of apple
pie, such lots of cookies, doughnuts and
cheese. Mrs. Kendalrs surprise was
some large cranberry-tarts with crimped
edges, one apiece for every one
This is what | call jolly" said Roy,
making large semi-circular hole in a
slice of bread and butter.
:" / never ate such good bread and but
ter as this" said Ralph, who had
swopped slices with Roy.
Don't you think it's very romantic
to eat outdoors, Lois?" asked Millie,
as she dotted her bread over with straw
berries.
"Ye-es, but there's good many bugs.
| didn't know there were so many kinds
of bugs in the world" said Lois gazing
in some dismay at the variety of black,
green, white and striped ants, grasshop-
pers and flies, sticking in various attitudes
of distress all over the tarts.
"1ll eat your tart, Lois, If you're afraid
to, generously proposed Chiefly, sitting
on the grass, his short legs spread wide
apart.
Old Bose sat near by, his tongue lolling
out of his mouth, his face wearing an in
sinuating smile, humping the ground
vigorously with his stumpy tail Around
his neck was a wreath of oak leaves the
girls had made in honor of his heroism.
Dogs really seem more sensible than
people. Here was old Bose. He had
done a brave deed; everyone praised him;
he was the hero of the occasion; yet he
put on no airs, sat meekly in the back
ground and snapped up Thankfully the
many bits of dinner thrown him.
Although the lunch was IA large one to
look ut il proved an uncommonly small
one to eat Everyone could have made
way with more. Especially could few
more tarts have been easily disposed of.
But there was no help for 1t, SO they all
fell to picking berries again with a will.
When Miles basket was two-thirdS
full, as she and Lois were bent over pok-
ing under the strawberry leaves, some
thing rustled and wriggled under the
grass, and Roy called out:
Look out, girls! A snake!"
Both screamed and ran, Millie dropping
her basket, spilling her berries and fall
ing down in the midst of them. The boys
all laughed long and loud
"Twan't snake at all" said Teddy,
finally; ait was only a long, crooked stick
Roy had"
Miles face flushed She was on the
point of telling Roy just what she
thought of him, when she remembered
his kindness in the morning, and her vow
never TO quarrel with him again. So she
said nothing, but went to work, with
Lois help, picking up such of her ber-
ries as were unmashed.
If Mile had only scolded Roy would
not have cared ut all but now he felt
rather ashamed.
Never mind those old berries" he
said. Here, Millic," and he turned
half his berries into her basket. " l can
get plenty more" he said.
When the sun was low down in the
west the children started for home,
laden with punches of pink and white
mountain laurel blossoms, and with q
good many berries, considering, though
it must be confessed Teddy had only
half filled one basket. They found 1t
harder work going down the mountain
| than coming up. IL they ran, they were
sure to trip and fall down, and it was
such hard, jerky work to hold back.
Chetty's short legs ached so he could not
help crying.
About shutdown Mrs. Kendall, feeling
a little anxious, went out to the gate.
The laggards were just in sight-such a
tired, dirty dragged-out looking set of
children, with such strawberry stained
mouths.
"Oh, mother, we've had such splen-
did time! See what lots of berries we
got. And oh, our legs ache SOP
And we're hungry as bears" added
Teddy.
81 never was so hungry in my life"
said Ralph.
81 could eat Ty up alive this minute"
said Mile, picking up 1y, who rubbed
his head into her neck aiFectionately,
little fearing her cannbal designs.
Large bowls Of berries and milk, eaten
on the backdoor steps in the dewy twi-
light soon filed the aching voids within,
and then the children were only too glad
to 90 to bed. --Chrtsttan Union.