The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1881-06-08
PR1NGLEs FLAT.

You will have beautiful day, my
dear" said Mrs. Hope, as she looked ad-
miringly first at her son Dick, who was
driving up to the door in his new buggy,
then at her daughter-in-law, Mary Hope,
whose honeymoon was at its full.
{" am so glad - said the young WIFE,
What lovely wef her we have had
ever since came here! not at all like
what some of my friends predicted when
they said we ought to spend DUR honey
moon in the East
Dick Hope at that moment sprang
out of his buggy lightly, and gallantly
extended hand to his wife.
"Nonsensel" exclaimed Mary Hope
am not such helpless creature that
can't get in myself" and she stepped
lightly into the buggy, with merry
= Z NJ Ms 3 HoBsssAs.slder gave an approv-
ing nod: " It's egass as, well to let Dick
know you can help yourself. These
Western men,"
I" Need. managing like other men"
interrupted her daughter-in-law, with
another laugh.
Old Mr.. Hope, coming down from the
stables at that moment, eyed the horse,
buggy and harness dick had expended
seven hundred dollars on that turn-out),
then stood patting the horses neck
kindly. He was an admirer of fine
horses, and his judgment was sought
far and wide on all points of horse
flesh: "There's fine mettle here, Dick. F"
&" 1 know it," said Dick, proudly.
"Oheap at four hundred" said Mr..
Hope. Have you tried her ryet?
" l think she's go cd for two-twenty
one without much of an EFFORT
"Why, isn't that fast horse, Dick p
asked his wife, whose curiosity was
aroused.
"Just middling," answered her hus-
band. eve have them out here faster
than that"
'"It is FAST" said his father. "We
used to think it impossible, but we have
got so far on now there's no telling
what's in horse. 1 like this mare very
much. II it was anybody else's, I'd
"Come, now, what would you give,
father ?" said Dick, banteringly.
" It's all in the family, so I'm saved
hundred dollars at least"
ga hundred more wouldn't buy her,
father. Just say to anybody that covets
my new mare / won't take a cent less
than seven hundred dollars. Why she
goes like wind.
"That reminds me, Dick, you'd best
take the road round by brakes"
And lose good half-hour," said
Dick.
"That's long way round, father, "
said the elder Mrs. Hope.
"You take my advice" said her hus-
band. CT mean coming back. 1t
doesn't matter going. If it should blow
you will find it safest"
Dick, who was adjusting a strap,
looked off east and west, smiled in q
satisfied way and observed: 81 don't
see any signs of a storm"
"Nor /" said his father; "but no
onu -noWs anything about the wind
here. I'll never forget the sweep got
twenty years ago coming over Pringle's
Flat"
"That is where we are going, isn't it,
Dick?" Mrs. Dick Hope looked the
least trife anxious as she turned to her
husband. "Was it so bad, Mr.. Hope ?'
4" Bad Bad's no name for it. Why,
it blew my wagon as far as from here to
the barn, blew the horses off their feet,
tore up trees and lodged me against a
rock that saved my life"
"That must have been terrible, said
Mary Hope.
"Don't let him brighten you," said
Dick, smilingly; lightning never
strikes twice in the same place. I'm all
right, you see. The only time 1 was
blown away was when l went East fol
you Are we all ready now? Basket
in, 1aother?"
NJ RS. Hope nodded gayly, Dick lifted
Ihe reius lightly and away the new
buggy with It's happy occupants sped
oyef the prairie.
was early morning. The fingers O
tho dew stretched upward, dissolvin(
. thd shadowy mist that hing over the
prr RE and the thin line Of WOODLAND
-lhA Law away of to the vest Like