Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1877-08-30
They Amt the same kind that used to


Il don't know-there's some awful
good ones there. There's that girl
that told us where the roses grow;
there's Josh and the p'liceman was
always good to us, and we could
sleep in the station when we couldn't
sleep anywhere else"
Il don't mean that kind; L mean
the swell Ones"
well. they were pretty good, too,
especially on Sunday, john"
well, conductor" said the farmer,
"me and Marier must get off at the
next station, our ways don't run 20
further together. I'd like to know
what becomes OF them boys-two
children going to the Lord knows
where. Gurus, now, amt it? Bound
to go to sweet Michigan, yet nothin,
to go there as anybody knows on. I'd
took 'em long to Kansas, but Kansas
won't do, I'm sure ont. Mark my
words, conductor; il you ever come
our way call. Boys when you get
hum I want you to drop a line to
John Hedley, Onion Creek, Kansas.
Good day to all ye." he nodded to the
passengers. aCome along. Mariar;
we must be getting hum"
Along the level Of the prairie the
sun burned red and warm. Acres OF
wheat were cut and gathered into
ricks that looked like little old women
with their bonnets on. There were
also sweet ricks OF buckwheat, and
the stubble land where the buck
wheat had grown was pink, too. A
very large orchard of young apple
trees was in full bearing. The sun
shine falling on the ripening fruit
made them seem yellower, redder
and ripper. A little rill ran along the
road side for a short distance, then
crossed the highway and trickled
down a meadow whose greenness
showed the second growth OF the
year. Great fiocks Of hens, turkeys
and ducks gave animation to the
farm. The great barn doors, wide
open, and out OF them issued the
sweet scent Of clover and timothy.
Across the road, opposite the barn. a
fine herd OF cows waited to be MIXED.
They stood quietly chewing their cud
as Johnny and Sammy came into the
roadside where they were.
will they hurt US Sammy"
@No, they are gentle things-I know
by their pretty eyes,
The farm house was a pleasant
building story and a half high. The
doors and windows were open. The
path that led from the house to the
gate was bordered with oamomile
and China asters, with some bright
nasturtiums. But over the portico of
the front door there crept magnifi-
cent vine OF Michigan rose. Its time
Of blossoming was long since past,
but few clusters starred the green
boughs. Both boys saw 1t and re-
cognized the flower at once.
tits the place." exclaimed the boys.
Sweet Michiganlr and on opening
the gate they walked into the yard.
They raped on the open door and
sad looking woman advanced to meet
them. rfta.e .as eff
"Come in children" she said very
gently and sweetly. t.....
as it the placer" inquired Johnny
and Sammy.
Yes, I think So"
@We are glad to get here" Then
In answer to her question they told
the oft repeated story. But we were
so glad when we saw the rose"
stake of your hats aud come out
to the trough and 1 will brush your
hair and wash your faces. and when
father comes in from the field we will
have supper" kf 1h
So when she had washed their
faces the boys saw pet lamb in the
yard and wanted to play with it. Mr..
Lally came across the field, saw the
lads and wondered whose children
they were. His wife met him at the
gate and told him what they had told
her. sg $50 3 -.
And think. husband, God has
sent Us something to love. They can
never be like our own dear children.
l know, but is so lonesome"
They must be queer little fellows.
Sally You say it was the rose that
brought them to the door?.
Yes, the same slip that little Sally
brought from her mothers and you
planted for her by the portico."
well, let us go to supper now.
Call the children; II we like them we
will keep them. - 4
Johnny and Sammy never before
saw real plenty. The loaf OF bread,
delicious butter, cream and peaches,
the cake end honey were all new.
The afiuence of the farmers house
astonished them. In the buttery
they saw shining rows OF milk pans,
full to the brim, rows of butter ready
for the market, and baskets of eggs.
$50, boys" said farmer LaIly. after
supper, you thought you would
come out here and live by the Michi-
gan rose?"
@Yes, SIR" - Hi
"And you like it dc you?"
@Yes, SIR"
well, YOU can live here, il you
want to-" -x