The Weston Democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1875-current, 1875-08-30
A BOSTON EADY,s EXPERIENCE.
She Tells tho story OF Her Trip to the Coun-
try-Alnnc Al Malt.

Mrs. A., who resides in one OF tho fine
mansions Of Boston, liked tho reading Of
one of those advertisements that appear
daily in the papers, which told Of love-
ly spotwhiclI was "just tho place TO
spend few weeks in summer" so she
correspondent Mt once with tho parties,
and mado arrangements to go up and
board with them, but forgottc add when
she would be there. One morning she
left Boston on the first train, after re.
ceiriug promise from her husband
that he would soon join her. About
two in the afternoon she reached, Ms she
thought, her place Of destination, but
npon inquiry found that there were five
hours ride by stage in store for her.
This announcements quito nettled her, as
in giving directions this fact had not
been mentioned, but she engaged pas
sage on the stage, which proved to be a
two-soated wagon, ON which she started
of alone, with ono Of those good-natured
though rough stage drivers often found
in the country, who know, evcrybody's
business, talk with their passengers MS
though thcywere old ncdunintauccs, and
persist in asking questions until they
have learned their names, where they are
from, where they are going, and how
long they intend to stay. He at once
entered into conversation with Mrs. A,
in the usual style, and when he learned
where she was going and Tor what pur-
pose, he gave low whistle md said
oval, Iguess ] can reckon on you for a
passenger back tomorrow" 3 When she
questioned her informant rs to what he
knew'of the place and people, he said +:
"Oh, they are good enough, / spose,
but is the lonesolnest place you ever
saw" She was feeling very homesiok
when they drove up to q large. farm
house, a tlesolate. looking place, with no
paint on the buildings, not a blind on
tho house, half of the windows were
without curtains. and there was not u
tree or shrub. orflower to be seen in the
little field that incloscd this dreary habi-
tation. TWAS hard work to keep back
the tears, while she begged the driver not
to loave her there, but he said: "why,
dear woman, to stop hero is the only
thing you can do, for there is not hotel
withintenlnilesJ"!so with heavy heart
she alighted, tired aud hungry, aud the
driver npped away on tho front door
with his whip, hut received no response,
so they went around to the back door,
and there encountered n man with pail
full OF milk III each hand. Upon being
Informed who the now, conner, was, the
farmer said laval, now, that's tn bad I
We didn't think you'd come SO soon,
aud my old woman Inns gone away ;lbut
never mind, she'll be here in the Inorn-
ing" Before the driver left the lady
spoke low, and charged him not ,to,for.
get her on the morrow, for she would
return. with him. Wien loft alone with
the fdriner, he invited Her into the house
and showed her supperless to her room;
but wbnta room il was-n0i carpet on
the floor, no paper on, tho walls, not q
lock onopo Of tho doors. I'd AS soon as
sllG was loft alone she threw herself on
tho bed and cried herself to sleep. When
she roso the next morning, she saw a
female gliding about the house, and
upon inquiry learned to } her horror
that she Ind been left alone in that great
house all night, while the host drove
twenty miles away after his 90 old
woman." Soon after the stagc came
mttling nlong, and despite the urgent
entreaties Of the homcspum couple, Mrs.
A. jumped aboard, and she now de,
claros that it was tho happicst moment
Of her life when she was onco more seat.
ed behind thegood uaturcdstagc driver.