Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1883-01-25
In Search of Adventure

Hands wanted at Whites Dairy Farm
Eltingville.' We were sitting in the
phaeton in front of Lavaud's Hotel al
ROseville, when this sign, hung out on
the walk, met our eyes.
Hooked from it to Baby; Baby, with
a little laugh in her blue eyes, returned
my gaze. We understood each othrr.
Let us CO. she said, as we drove off.
'Now?' l asked.
'Nonsensel OF course not; but we
can drive home, hunt up some old dress
es and old shoes, make couple of sun
bOnpets, and tomorrow morning, when
Hairy goes away, harness up the box
wagon and try our luck. 1t will be lots
of fun
Now be it distinctly understood that
my audacious friend was 'wooed an
married an a. while l was single
young woman. accountable only to my
self for my misdeeds.
And Harry? [ asked.
we will tell him when we come back.
But / urged again, what do you i'm
agine We will have to do? have only
the yaguest notions of farm work. My
knowledge ha. been principally derived
from story books, and am afraid their
suggestions are, to say the least, uDprac-
tical. Is it to husk corn, or pare apples,
Or-or-'
Pick potatoes, most likely broke in
Baby.
Never mind what it is; We can steal
away and go home if We don't like it,
very WELL l said, and it was settled.
Harry took the seven o'clock train the
next morning, with an unsuspiciOus
heart, and his wife and L went home
to begin our adventure.
Titus was ordered to harness up the
box-wagon while we dressed. Two
straight plain calico skirts were put on
and viewed with much complacency.
My jacket was a loose one, borrowed
from Sarah, the cook; Baby had ripped
tie ruffiing off one of her OVID. Her sun
bonnet was blue, mine a bright pink.
Onr hair we plated in two braids down
our backs; our shoes were a miracle of
holes. l gave ileeting thought to Ba-
by's high French heels. Farm women
did not generally wear them, thought,
but said nothing.
We laughed till we were exhausted at
the figures we made, but decided, thanks
to the sun-bonnetS, that We were pretty
we'll disguised.
Away we drove in high glee, amid the
laughter of the servants, who were by
this time pretty we'll used to our pranks.
I'VE will be back for the half-past five
train shouted Baby, as we turned out
at the gate.
Baby l said, when we were on the
Anadale road, do youknow where it is 2
'Which-the farm, or Eltingville?'
The farm
No; but we can ask
And ask we did, and no little amaze
ment we created, As we drove into the
inn yard, put up the horse, and proceed
ed the rest of the way on foot, wise
suggestion of Baby's. 1t would not
look right, she said, for working wo
men to drive up in their own wagon.
OF course l acquiesced.
| wonder did there ever present them
selves at any place two such remarkable
little figures as turned in at the White
Dairy Farm.
We went past one or two fields and
met no one; at last we came across u
man with a spade on his shoulder.i
is this Whites Dairy FarmT asked
Baby.
1t be, was the answer.
Where do they want the people to
work p demanded |, ashamed TO let Ba-
by do all the talking.
'Oh, you want a job, do you?'
Baby's sun-bonnet dropped and quiv-
cred. | knew she was speechless.
Yes | said; where do we gop'
TO that red buil1ing over there. Just
down that path and then to the right
We thanked him, and ran on till we
came to great red building. a sort'sf
barn, with wide open doors, and witiin
men and women apparently hard aat
work asserting and packing fruit. Z,
Baby gave my arm triumphant
squeeze. We could do that
A few turned and stopped their work,