The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1885-12-17

Louise, my dear" said Gidaker to
his wife one Sunday, as they were
going home from church, shave you
ever thought much about the Pilgrim
age in the Wilderness?"
well, no, hubby; not such q great
sight; and still I've thought about it
some, too, and wished it was all to be
done over again." said the good wom-
an, with far-away sort of sigh.
"Done over again Why, my love,
what can you mean?' said Gidaker,
) quickly. with eyes like exclamation
points on poster.
Il mean that it would be so jolly to
have a chance like that now"
Like what, my dear?"
"To join the picnic"
"Picnic?"
"Yes, picnic, and one that would
last forty years, too, at that. Wouldn't
it be delightful?"
Il fail to grasp your meaning, my
dear"
81 mean that / would like to have a
chance in that sort of q barbecue my
self. 1t would Just suit me TO L, and
If another Moses would only come to
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through Lake Michigan and camp
around In Canada for forty years, and
have. as nice time of it all that while
as they did on the other side OF
Jordan, tell you, hubby, I'd drop in
to the procession just too quick, and II
I didn't have a sealskin coat and
stemwinding watch to take along with
me it would be because couldn't bor-
row them in the block before j start
ed. Wouldn't it be grand? I'll declare,
it fairly warns my feet to think OF 1t. p"
"What are you saying, Louise?'
what am 4 saying? I'm saying, you
dear old blockhead, that camping IN
the wilderness with no homework to
do would suit me about as well as any
thing / know of. No sweeping and
scrubbing; no housekeeping. carpet
shaking, or wearing out knuckles on
dashboard; no pinching to make both
ends meet, aud worrying about things
you can't afford. If that wouldn't be
nice, hubby, tell me something that
would. No going distracted when you
have company Unexpectedly and your
girl has gone away. No cooking, no
dish washing, or anything to make you
get up early in the morning. Think
how nice it would be 10 sleep until you
got your nap out, and then find your
breakfast all ready and waiting for you
on a bush when you get up; not only
now and then, but right along for a
steady thing every morning for forty
years. l know I'd like it. 1t would
be nearly as gay as being gypsy.
Don't you think so, hubby?"
You're person of queer ideas, my
DEAR"
MAY be am; but if you had to
drag around like 1 do from morning
till night, till your feet got as heavy as
lead, you'd long for any kind of a
change that would make the work
lighter. know you would, and that's
the reason why l always thought l
would have liked that trip down to
Canaan myself. 1t makes me feel as
though 1 had on a new dress that tit
like glove every time / think of it.
There's only one thing about it that
world be hard to bear"
"And what's that, my love?"
"Why, never having your clothes
wear out, and going all that time with
out getting anything new to talk about.
That would be downright dreadful, as
sure as you live. If they'd only have
something nice from a millinery shop
blow into camp along with the quails
now and then, or something lovely
from State street drop down with the
mamma sometimes, it would be just too
grand for any use, and nothing could
be imagined that would suit me any
better, unless it would be having money
of my own to spend whenever wanted
it, without having to go to market and
waste it in provisions. - Chicago Led
ger.