Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-02-19
A THRILLING ADVENTURE.

We were tired of boarding, my
husband and ); had been tired OF il
for some time and this morning OF
which | write matters had reached
q crisis. The steak was burned,
omelet fabby, coffee weak. The
last thing my husband said to me
as be was about to leave the house
was:
You bad better look around TO.
day and if you can find nice fiat
or part oil hou o for $50 or $50 a
month secure it,"
So behold re, an hour later, dill
gently perusing the columns of the
Herald. All, what is this?
AT WILLIAMS BRIDGE.-A COW
partly-furnished cottage of ten
rooms, surrounded by fruit trees,
one acre of ground. Rent, $50 per
month. Only five minutes walk to
the depot. Inquire of the black
smith for keys, particulars, etc.
That advertisement was very al
Turing to me. Visions of ham.
mock swung under shady trees, of
CLICKING, motherly hens and a
downy broad Of chickens, of broad
piazza gay with hanging baskets of
beautiful plants and made comfort.
able by low, broad-armed rockers
and colt, woolng, perfume laden
breeze which should always wander
through it.
Visions of all these delectabIe
things ran through nay head aud |
sprang to my feet, donned my bon.
net and gloves and then | remem.
bered that | had forgotten TO ask
hubble for money and | had very
little in my portemonnaie. Alb,
well, mover mind. There was
enough to take me to Williams
bridge and back, and with that
comforting reflection started out.
1t was beautiful morning in ear.
ly Spring and | was gorgeous 10
new suit of Bismarck brown, bon
net and gloves to match. l weuId
not hide it's glories by a wrap of
any kind, and | did not feel the
necessity of one SO soft were the
breezes al road that morning, SO
warm the sun.
| took tho cars at the Forty-sec-
ond street depot and soon arrived
at my destination. | found the
blacksmith without difficulty and
stated my business
"Will you walk or ride over,
ma'am ?"
"Why, ! will walk, 1t cannot be
far"
"Well, ma'am, | don't mind 90,
ing over with you TO show you the
house, but unless you're purity
fast walker it'll take you nigh onto
two hours to go and retura."
"Oh - said |, mot that house !;
this one--see !" showing him the
advertisement. "Only five min.
utes' walk from the depot
eyes, | know I'd Ats what IL SAYS.
and I've often sGid 1t wasn't Just
the thing for Seth Howard to lie SO
like thunder about that house. Will
you ride over, ma'sm ?"
What a disappointment! There
was no use in looking for house SO
far from the depot.
mo, / Thank you. When does
the next train leave for the city ?n
cat 3 o'clock, ma'am,'
Three o'clock and it was but IL
now. My fine, new frock that had
been so comfortable in the city was
uncomfortable enoughss.here. The
wind came sweeping over the vast
open space around me. | shivered
with cold. The blacksmith seemed
to take pity on my forlorn condi.
ton.
"If you don't want to wait that
long, ma'am, my boy'll drive you
down to the Four Corners for so
cents and from there you can take
the horsn. car to the city.s,,a
| gladly accepted the proposition
and ten minutes later tho boy, a
shock headed, sleepy -eyed person of
70 or so, drove up for me and we
started.
Oh, that drive to the Four Cor.
ners-shall ever forget it?
The wind painted my cheeks and
nose, threw dust in my eyes and
went straight through my SILVER
ing, defenseless body. At lest the
gentle youth at my side drove me
up before little one. STORED struc
ture, and informed me that we had
reached our destination. / saw no
car in sight and said so.
"Well, you see, ma'am, they don't
run very often-every half hour or
so. Maybe you won't have long to
wait. &c up there"
And be was off without more
ado.
The little dwelling was the only
house IN sight. It's paper shades
bore the legend, .Oysters and bill
liards."
1t was very cold. l opened the
door.
1t opened on narrow passage,
with door on either side, to the
left the saloon. Two men were
seated at one of The tables therein.
A big raw.boued Irish women STEP
ped to the door of TIE kitchen and
| asked permission to stand By bor
stove minute while waiting for
the car.
Certainly, ma'sm. Walk right in
here ma'am."
And she busted chair with Der
apron and placed it by the stove for
me.
Al the same time she snapped her
fingers, and huge mastiff, who was
lying under the table, arose, and
stretched himself across the thres-
hold of the door.
Something 10 the action struck
me as being queer.
| glanced ct the two men in The sa-
loon. The one facing me was talk.
ing in low tone 10 bis companion
who was iookieg over bis shoulder,
at me. Two more villainous facea
/ never beheld. was alarmed M