The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1893-08-16
They Went to Trinity.

You may talk about hard times, but
the hardest time you ever saw was
had by some ladies last Sunday trying
to get to Trinity church. in this coun-
ty. Saturday night they thought they
were solid, as they had secured the
promise of conveyance for next day.
So they went TO sleep with easy minds
and slept the sleep of innocence. But
alas for the frailty of earthly hopes
and Of all things human. "The best
laid plans of mice and men gang aft
aglee," and so does the best laid plan
Of mouse and woman-sometimes, but
not often. The day came, but the We
hicle failed 10 put in its appearance
the man had actually forgotten his
promise to the ladies aud another
party had slipped in and taken posses
sion of the turnout Trinitywards.
What was to be done? It would never
do not to get to Trinity! "Tempus"
was "fugiting," or words to that effect,
and whatever was to do must be done
quickly. a one-horse wagon was pro-
cured-but no anina. yet. At that
moment they would have given a
Kingdom and three or four biscuits for
blind old humped-back mule, let
alone horse. 1t was not beauty they
cared for ia this connection; it was
anything to make nnection-except
perhaps the Boyd goat" A "Black
Ress" or a "Rosinante" either could
answer the purpose nicely. 1t would
have taken good deal to console them
at this juncture. Even the contents
of 'Schopeuhauer's Pessimism, or the
Philosophy of Despair" could not have
resigned them to their condition. Be-
cause they had gone to Smyrna the
previous Sunday and enjoyed them
selves, though one Of the fair creatures
did get dumped in the mud and it a.
raining, was no reason why they must
content themselves quietly this Sun
day. Past joy doesn't count: present
happiness consists chiefly in anticipa-
ton. "you know" so they were going
to Trinity or know the reason why,
and it was the treason why" that was
''a-bothering of them, says She" They
hustled around lively and the neigh
borhood was secured in search of an
animule or something, they cared not
what, so it could pull. When a
woman will she will, somebody once
said, and believe him. You may
depend on that forever. Putting as
much energy into the enterprise as if
they were going to the Worlds Fair
or Europe, they finally succeeded in
getting steed. After all their trouble
there was no driver. The chap who
had accepted the invitation to hold the
reins backed down and out at the ap.
pointed time. A dude was invited to
drive on the spur of the moment, out
he couldn't occupy the drivers seat
because his shoes were dilapidated and
infirm and he didn't want to expose
his toes to the curious gaze of the as
tonished multitude. Several others
were asked to pull them out of the
hole OF difficulty, but "with one ac-
cord they all began to make excuses"
one had previous engagement and So
it went. At last, at last, when hope
was about to end in despair, when cad
ness was beginning to settle'over their
hearts, a colored fellow, like silver
lining to dark cloud, or bright ray
through the gloom, or an apple of gold
in q picture of silver, or something like
that, was brought to the rescue. Their
bright eyes grew brighter now, and
gladness shone with its accustomed
halo on their countenances. They
got there. Late, but-they got there,
and the round trip was made in such
quick time that one of them thought
the dashboard was in the hind end.
NEEDLE.