The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1883-11-15
WHICH ROAD TO TAKE.

(which road do we take, grandpa?"
inquired Harry, as grandpa's little black
mare and Harry's pretty little pony
battered slowly, side by side, up tow
ard the crossroads.
Whichever road You would like the
best, replied grandpa, carelessly.
Harry turned and looked at grandpa,
it was such an odd repIy, but grandpa's
face gave no more information than
his answer had done.
"You are joking, grandpa, I know
you are, +" said Harry, laughing.
Joking! | am very serious, " replied
grandpa.
But, grandpa, we want to go to
Cresson."
$50 we do. Your cousins will be
pleased to see you. Harry
Harry found that grandpa said no more
about the road, SO he waited minute
until they came to the point where the
question must be decided.
Grandpa drew up his reins and quite
stopped his little mare, and Harry won
dered very much what grandpa meant
to do, coming to a full stop just at the
point where the two roads crossed each
other.
"Do you forget which road to take,
grandpa?"
"No, indeed, / have trotted over
them both too often to forget about
them"
Then, which shall we take, grand
PAP
"Thc one you like best, boy"
Harry was perplexed. Grandma
seemed so earnest in saying such silly
thing.
II don't care which road we take,
grandpa, only want to go to Cresson. .
''You want to go to Cresson, of
course, but it is strange you do not de-
eide which you like the appearance of
best; one you notice is much smoother
and easier travelled than the other'
Grandpa, | am sure they can not
both go to Cresson.n
''Oh, no, nobody said they did, boy;
but what does that matterP"
Harry. was greatly d sturbed; he
thought something must be the matter
with grandpa, or that he was very pro-
voking
1--WE can not get to Cresson, grand
pa, if we take the wrong road" he re-
piled, scrap impatiently; chow can
it matter about my liking the roadP'
lit matters a great deal. One road
is up hill and down all the way for
miles, and leads over a stream which
we would be obliged to ford; the other
is smoother, easier; which do you think
you would prefer?n
''But, grandpa, we viii have to take
the right one, no matter what kind OF
one it is.
.'Why, my dear boy, your words are
contrary to the actions of the greater
part of the people of the world; how
do you happen to speak so unreason-
ablyP"
Harry's little Nudge was getting a
scrap fussy, and wanted to 90; Harry
looked perplexed as he tried to make
Nudge stand still.
II do not know, grandpa; but do LEI
us CO." he pleaded.
ayes, it is hard to stand still; ponies,
horses, boys, men, women-time, al
like to go, and do go, but the great
point to decide is where to go, and how
to get there y
''Grandpa, you are too funny for any.
thing, said Harry, more and more be.
wildered; ''we decided tog to Cresson,
and now the thing to do IS to 60, ISM
itP''
YES, but how?--that is the ques-
ton"
"By the road which leads there
grandpa, for you know yourself if VIZ
take the wrong road we viii never
never reach Cresson. if we even ride fol
a year"
Do you really mean that. boy?" in
quired grandpa, solemnlyi "do yor
mean to say that it is SO important
about the roadsf
Harry did not ike to laugh at grand