The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1888-05-24

A dark lowering sky, cold driz
ziing rain and no overcoats, was the
way matters stood with us on the
t morning Of our departure from Adel
phi for Tarlton. Buoycd Up with
the hope that the rain would only
be of short duration, We wound down
the serpentine trail to tho PLAINS
below, with bright anticipation of a
5 delightful ride through SECTION Of
country which, in point of wealth
and beauty, almost equals the cele
the celebrated Blue grass" regions
of kentucky. But the young man
who manipulates the weather ma
chine in this district, willed other
Wise. From a drizzling ho changed
to steady ram, screwing the indi-
Gator down on steady and hold
ing it there until we made our en-
trance into the quiet little hamlet
of churches.
Under tho hospitsble roofo Will
liam Kline, friend of boyhood
days, our clothes were speedily
transformed from a wet llmpid state.
to one of complete dryness, over the
same old wood stove which we us
ed to gather around in the winter
evenings of long ago, TO discuss the
humdrum topics of village life.
To the stranger there is little or
nothing about Tarlton to attract ut
tention any more than would the va
rious other inland villages scatter
Cd along the borders of Fairfield,
Pickaway, Ross and locking.
To the writer it is different, for
here it was in this rural retreat
some of tho happiest days of
boyhood were spent.
But how different things look
now after an absence of several
wears. 'Tis true, here is the same
brick chapel we used to wend our
way Oh Sabbath morns. and the
same imposing seat of learning
on the neighboring hill. where
we used 10 90 and spend five and |
a half days out of The week won
dering wing it was Friday after
moons were chosen as the most |
propitious on which to give our
oraioricai powers a chance 10 eX-
pand. But what has come over
the streets? From broad shaded
boulavards they have dwindied
down 10 narrow grdss-grown
lanes, and we were only made 10
realize that they were the same
by recognizing here and there in
our hasty ramble, some old fa-
miliar land mark.
1t was while thus engaged that
We came across The ola tannery
with its long rambling. bark shed,
where we used TO steal on sum-
mer days TO ride the horse around
the circle, and more than occas
ionally feed the bark mill while
the tall awkard youth who held
shat position would stretch him
self in luXuriant ease on an old
buffalo robe. and soon be reyelingl
In the wild woody west through
such mediums as Red Headed
Dick, the Indian Slayer. Bloody
Gulch and Kate Rosamond's
Daring Leap.
We llitle thought in those days
this lover Of Indian romance aud
ease would, IN the misty future,
develop into lawyer and states
man. But such has been the :
case, and none have watched
with more genuine pride and ad- '
the brilliant course of
Carl II. Buerhaus since he enter
ed the arena ofpublic life. than
these people who remember him I
as only wild free e-hearted boy. E
From Tariton we went to t
South Perry, and after partaking '
Of a substantial repast spread for &
US by Mrs. Jacob Cupp, we vls- |
ted the numerous friends of the |
Sentinel and had a very pleasant c
lime indeed. Under sealed Or
ders from our chief, we headed '
our ponies late in the afternoon e
Tor Ben Whites plantation, upon '
Long Run. For some unexplain- '
able reason the eX-recorder was a
lot expecting US and we. were '
detained outside the castle walls I
Until the drawbridge could be let S
Town and the portcullis raised. i
A few minutes later and we I
we're cordially received by the Q
whole family. who combined to Y
make our visit as pleasant as a
possible: 1t was our purpose 10 G
IN in the history of the carved" |
urIle at this point. but owing 10 !
ecent arrangements made with t
IN Eastern Newspaper Syndicate
will not make its appearance i
possibly before July. To Mr.. Q
White and family we can but St
eebly express our thanks fol, The t
warm and generous reception ac- r
orded us, coming as it did under S
circumstances which were some v
vhat embarrassing to himself and 4
mily. e
Wednesday morning we bid
dieu TO Long Run and shaped
ur course for The Rock House. !
Twas while en- route to the lat I