Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1884-11-22
That evening Kate unfolded her plan at

That evening Kate unfolded her plan at
home OF the surprise, the objections, the
slow, because fearful, assent of the stay-at-
home elders, and the delight of the chill
dren we need not stop TO speak.
Suffice it that the second week of August
proved as bright and bland as could be
desired, and at half-past ) Roxy and the
carriage were in waiting at the door of the
Morgan home Then it took the family
| lust one hour to pack in the belongings
necessary for the trip Not the clothes
they had each on a good stout suit, and
beside that carried one poorer to wear In
the woods. But there was a small boiled
ham and three loaves of wheat bread, and
pail of ginger snaps and package of
cheese bag with salt and pepper for the
eggs they should buy, and tea and coffee
and sugar. and pain-killer, and liniment,
and few other such motherly provisions.
Husband, you haven't made mistake
in the box, have you? That does not look
just like the one put the sugar and things
in"
1t was opened and found to contain hard
soap and silver polish, and they all en-
joyed the laugh, and as for Kate, one look
in her fathers face was payment enough
for all her trouble.
At last they were off in the early glory
of the morning, through the half-awakened
streets, down over the bridge near the noisy
factories, and then out and up into the fair
| countryside, past beautiful farm-houses
with their flowers and fruit orchards,
through bits of woods where birds were
chirping and squirrels racing, by little
singing brooks and miniature falls, until at
II o'clock they had came fifteen miles, and
were all agreed that convenient wood
with large fiat stones was just the place for
| a dining-room and here they camped out.
Roxy was embarrassed, little fire built
by the brook, and over it they boiled some
potatoes and eggs, and tea for two. They
spread cloth on rock, and on it a toad
perched himself as if quite at home. After
dinner papa and the boys went exploring,
while mamma and Alice took Il nap in
hammock, and Kate ambitiously slletched
a tiny waterfall. Toward night they drove
five miles farther, and they put up at a
small country inn, where they found good
beds and small bills The next day they
had three hours at Lake George and time
to reach their friends cordial welcome.
But the third day they really had an
adventure. A thunderstorm overlook
them on the lonely mountain road, and
| they were obliged to seek shelter in a
barn, and finally to spend the night there,
| finding beds in hay or hammock or car
riage as best they could, and thankful
when morning gave them a bright sun
again and chance to go on.
And that Sabbath, among the Adiron-
dacks, in its deep quiet, its purple haze, its
cf Ell
ever forget it? And every hour of that
piny, aromatic air seemed tonic to the
worn father and mother, the sickly Willis,
and to Kate herself it brought such a sense
of majesty and of inexpressible rest, as
gave to her prayer a newer and richer
meaning.
But all vacations have their end, and
Wednesday morning found the Morgan
family turned with face homeward. True
to the character given her, Roxy encour-
aged no lettering by the way this time,
and before sunset of Friday was meditat-
ing over the oats in her own stable.
" Pve gained ten pounds, l do believe"
Kate heard her father telling a neighbor,
L" and feel like new man."
@ don't believe | have enjoyed getting
up in the morning and going into my
kitchen in five years before" Mrs. Morgan
said the next morning as she nodded her
bread into loaves. GLOW much good a
little change does to one, and l have got
such help, too, on my rag carpet from
Aunt Martha-ten balls cut and sewed.
Well, Kate, you have given us all pleasure
enough to satisfy any daughter"
And Kate was more than satisfied even
when she wore plain cashmere for best,
all winter.
q You went away, after all, ;" her friend
Louise said, with a smile
" Yes, after had taken your advice and
looked over mother and father, too, and
counted them both as my best blessings"
Howe Benning, in Chicago Advance