The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1878-08-14
PENNY WISE AND POUND
FOOLISH.

"We will express our trunks, sup
pose" said Amy, rising from her knees
with sigh, where she had been strap.
p ng said baggage, till her little fingers
were bruised with the strain" we will
express our trunks, she repeated, "and
have nothing upon our minds"
Express our trunks, Amy what
nonsense 1 shouldn't think of it for
an Instant |" cried Aunt Hitty. cit
would be n wicked extravaganza, for
which we should deserve a visitation of
Providence I've travelled miles and
miles in my day, and I've always taken
care of my own things, and expect to do
it as long as the breath's in my body"
The trunks were sent down to the sta
tion early next morning on a wheelbar-
row, and as the distance was short, Amy
aud her aunt followed on foot, arriving
in season to see the wheelbarrow give
out, like the zone hoss shay" and spill
its contents upon the highway. Aunt
Hitty WAS obliged TO pay a quarter on
the spot for n second pair of masculine
arms to convey the trunks into the sta
ton, she and Amy being supplied with
bag, an envelope box containing sand
wiches, n waterproof in strap, and
novel each.
"We might as we'll have taken a Car.
riage," suggested Amy, "and have
started in some style, if only for the
confusion of the neighbors, and even
then there would have been balance
in our favor" Aunt Hitty did not ap-
pear to be affected by this economical
view of the situation, her mind being
engaged at that moment upon the CO.
nundrumwhether she should be obliged
to buy a new wheelbarrow for Neighbor
Cramp, or if the old one could be re-
vamped to his satisfaction; but before
she could arrive at solution the con-
ductor cried, can aboard" and they
were pluuging through the tunnel, fly
ing across the bridge, hurrying past
everybody's back door, past the old
burying- ground, out into the clear coun
try, with the distant mountain peaks
outlined against the sky, with fringes of
reddening sumac, AMI burning bushes
of maple and beech, and the ragged
pennons of creepers and blackberry
vines closing in about them.
Jerusalem Centre !" shouted the
conductor. Passengers change cars
for Boghampton.
to avoid the smoking-car in her entrance
into the Boghampton train, Amy re-
checked her trunks, and smashed her
eyeglasses in the attempt. At the next
point of connection Aunt Hitty trans
acted the business with dignity and
composure, but found, after the train
had started, that she had left "The
Last Days of Pompeii " behind her.
"And it belonged to your book club,
too" sighed Amy.
At the third station where they were
obliged to change Amy secured the
checks without any mishap, and being
now fairly launched on the road to Bos-
ton, they disposed themselves to dine
from the envelope box, and Aunt Hitty
produced the silver cup from which she
had eaten heEjbread and milk when she
was in pinafofes, and her grandmothers
before her.
"I'm glad brought it," she said; sit
doesn't cost any more to drink from sill
yer than from glass, when it's an heir
loom. How any one can use that pro-
miscuous tumbler passes me"
"There's Dorset Travis, Aunt Hitty,
sure as you live. Oh. do wish he would
look this way /" whispered Amy.
81 would rather you shouldn't let on
you saw him. People are 80 apt to get
intimate on a journey" returned her
aunt. "Read your novel, child. A Vane
wasting a thought upon Travis Such
a thing was never known in Borrow1ale;
it would make all your ancestors groan
in their graves. In your great-grand.
fathers day there was the Travis Arms
and the Vane Hall. We were of the
best blood in the county; nobody knows
if they had any ancestry; their family
tree is an acorn yet, for all 1 know.
When your. forebears were living in
clover and faring sumptuously every
day, old Martin Travis was too poor to
buy himself a second suit"
"And now the tables are turned. We
have the poverty, and they have the
money"
"But we are Vanes, while they will
be only Travises to the end OF the
chapter.
GAS the case stands, aunty, would
rather be Travis, thank you"