The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1880-03-19
MARK AND MARY.
CHAPTER l.
TILE OLD CARRI1

HurTah for the men that work,
And the labor that suits them best.
Hurrah for the six days labor,
And the one of blessed rest!
Hurrah for the open hearth
Hurrah for the noble aim
Hurrah for quiet home!
Hurrah for an honest name!
The carriers of the olden time have almost
all left the road aud given place to advancing
railroads The large, awkward, numbering
wagons, with Their teams OF four heavy horses,
which, fifty years ago, could be seen any day
on either of the many highways convergiug in
the metropolis, died peaceful death immedi-
ately on the appearance Of the iron HORSE and
since then the local carriers carts have become
few and far between. as, by degrees, the metal
track has grasped district after district in Its
greedy claws.
Still, to-day there are to be found villages,
farm houses, and even towns, ten and fifteen
miles from railway station: and 80 situated
was the little village Of Wellbury on the Wolds,
in Yorkshire. The consequence was thai
Wellbury -on the Wolds supported a real old
style carrier in the person of Hezekiah Bogg.
Old Her, al he was Familiarity called 10y his ac-
quaintances, was a hale and wiry little man,
and, although at the time our story commences
he was past mans allotted three score years
and ten, he strutted about with a back as stiff
and upright as an ash plant.
Hez, with the help of his son Johnny, ran two
conveyances. One the veritable old wagon with
which he had started in business (eXcep that
it had, at various times, had new wheels, new
shafts, new body, aud, was going to say, new
springs, but springs never formed parto of iD,
aud which he meant to drive as long as he could
hold team. Tho other vehicle was built when
Johnny had became man enough to help his
father In the business, and was an investment
made purely with the purpose of putting john
ny on level with his father. twas a cross
between light wagon, a coach, and an omni-
bus. IL had springs, however, and cushioned
seats, and was covered, and had q door be-
hind, and was painted bright yellow, picked
ont with crimson. and a strolliDg writer had
painted along each side in magnificent blue let
iers, shaded with green, the word Wellbury,
which served 81 an intimatiOn to the public that,
whatever direction the coach (as it was termed
by courtesy might, for the time being, be pur-
suing, it's ultimate destination was Wellbury-
on the Wolds
These two important vehicles performed ev-
ery week two journeys, with an additional one
each alternate week. Every Saturday TO st.
Oiaves; Thursdays to Spaboro-super-N Mare,
aud every alternate Tuesday to Milton, the
nfarest market town.
Johnny Bogg did not much resemble his
father. He was "fat aud forty" with great
red tace which reminded one of the sun in a
fog Johnny was a widower, and, on the death
pf MIS- wife, went, with his one child "a girl-to
1--we with his old father and mother. The Bogg
family had been Meihodlsts from the time that
,un Wesley founded that society, and ever
s,Gce he had felt the Sunday walk 10 Milton aud
hack beyond the strength OF himself and wife,
now sOme twenty years since, he had thrown
az he doors OF his cottage for Sabbath wor-
ship, and there now appeared on the plap of the
Milton circuit the lame OF Weilbury as a
preaching station. On two or three important
o,,s4sions of each year, such as NJ sslonary
SUNDAY, Milton Anniversary, etc, Hez still
manas ed to do the long truoge TO Milton; but
for the rest Of the year he contented himself
With the homely service In his spacious lSitch-
ga. Hez could never be induced to harness
lus horses on the sabbath on any account what
ever, though most of the Wellbury Methodist
mrmers drove with their families to Milton
Cospel every Sunday morning. Yet these could
)'ot manage the journey twice, and 30 il came
H. psss that the old kitchen was usually pretty
well crowded with Wellbury folk OH Sunday
oven, rs 10 hear Hez the was local preach
c'), or ouce III while a minister, expound the
scriptures