Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1893-06-29

IN Sir. w u1u
You kcer to come along?
Dea Stones stout little horse and
rOcmy carriage stood before the farm
house gate, and as he addressed me Mrs.
Stone appeared in the low doorway and,
her round face beaming good-naturedly,
declared that ride, as the morning was
80 6ne, ''w,uld do you jest a power
% good" needed very little urging,
and was soon comfortably seated by
my genial host, driving swiftly along
s3he woody road.
How delightful to weary, broken
down man is the fresh, fair country.
Already L felt at home with these folk,
though the week had not yet passed
since came among them in obedience
tn the doctors peremptory command.
Careful nursing, good food, and, best of
ALI, the warm. personal interest that
the deacon and his wife took in my
~vellbeing, had .tset me up wonderful
ly," as the saying goes Sweet with
the breath of summer, warm winds
swept past us over waving meadows
and sunny hillsides, thrushes fiuted
from tire heart of distant trees, and
farmhouses here and there CLEANED
white ly in the sunshine as we few past
them and followed the old road, wind
ing
As old roads will,
Here to 81 farmhouse
And there to q mill,
ill suddenly, at the turning of a way
side Lane, the deacon drew rain, and
waited for the woman and little child
coming along it, = look of pleasure
lighting up his honest, gray eyes
-'HuJo, Huldy!' he shouted, cheer
ily. show air We? Amos, too, is gittin'
putty spy, amt he?"
Her laughing reply came back to US,
and picking up the child, a boy of some
lwo or three summers. she came for
ward TO shake hands with the deacon.
and I was accordingly presented to
<.MiS' Cones"
Such a pretty picture of womanhood!
"A supple, young figure, in close-ftting,
blue cotton dress, with snowy ker-
chief clasping the firm. white throat,
and the soft light falling family
through those close, green leaves upon
the masses of gold-brown hair that
crowned her well poised head, and the
little curls straying idly across her
-bruad. low brow. One arm was thrown
about the little chap. who nestled close
60 her rounded chin. his yellow curls
stirred slightly by the breezes and a
rosy thumb in his wee mouth. How
her dark eyes lighted up and the SEN
=sitive lips smiled on him, as with the
look OF shy bird, safe on his mothers
Gender breast, he watched us.
"Ef jeff wants to see the fines thing
out vii. he had better jist pack you an
mar, an Amos, enter that new kerridge
of his'n an drive over to my place.
got the fines n,owin' machine fer miles
mum, Hubby, en- mind We don't furgit
tn tell him." the deacon said to her.
.Smilingly she promised. when the dea-
>coa interrupted her. ''You amt one to
furgit the road to Stones farm, air ye.
Huldye" he questioned, in evidently
such teasing manner that the rich red
flooded royalty her round, smooth
-Ghcehs.
NO" and she looked up frankly at
him You were always our best friend
Ein those days, deacon" she answered
with such sweet simplicity that the old
mans face grew bright with pleasure
AS he watched her.
oval. wal. We know allus did have
IAN awful soft sort of a spot in my old
heart for the gals" and he laughed in
n satisfied manner. Then after a few
inquiries regarding ''the folks" on
both sides, and the hope expressed that
she would be ''over to Mendham for the
exercises Tomorrow" with good-ra-
tErei pinch of 'the shy baby's cheek,
and hearty shake of his mothers
slim. young hand, the deacon chirruped
briskly to his horse, and once more we
started on our journey.
Looking back as we climbed the
steep hill, we saw a group of three
where two had been. A stalwart young
mAn. with the baby on his shoulder,
snd the pretty. young wife laughing
beside him. as they went along the
aaoaG1side-
'-Yes, JefFsa good fellow. That air
vv1s a terrible rough courtship, though,
= lin tell re- and the deacon shook his