The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1894-07-21
Tho Ride to BumpvIlle.

And rallop away to Bumpvile
hope you'll be sure to sit fast in your seat,
For this calico mare Is prodieiously feet,
And many adventures you're likely to meet
AS you journey along to Bumpvillel
This CO leo marc both rallops and trots,
While whiskin you OF to Bumpville.
She PAGES, she SHES, and she stumblcs, in
spots
In the tortuous road to Bumpville;
And sometimes this strangely mercurial steed
VIII suddenly stop and refuse to proceed,
Which, all will admit. Is yexatious indeed,
When ono is en- route to Bumpville!
She's scared OF tho cars when the engine goes
"Toot!"
Down by the crossin, at Bumpville,
You'd better look out for that treacherous
brute
Gearing you on to Bumpville,
With snort she rears up on her hindermost
heels
nd executes jics and Virginia reels
Words fail to explain how embarrassed one
feels
Dancin, so wildly to Bumpville,
Its bumptybump and it's tixsytyjoy.
Journeyin on to Bumpvllle
You ride on your way to Bumpville:
It's rattletybin; over bowlder AMI stump,
There nre ri ycrs to ford there are fences to
jump
And the corduroy road goes bumpytybump.
Mile after mile to Bumpville.
Perhaps you'll observe It's no easy tn
Maxim this journey to Bumpville,
So think, on the whole 1t were prudent to
brin,
An end to this ride to Bumpville;
For, thou III she has uttered no protest or
plant,
The calico mare must be blowlnt and faint
What's more to the point m bowed II amt;
SO play we have got to Bumpvillei
Collie Dan.
When Betsy Bakers birthday was
only ten days off her indulgent NAM
ma told her that she could plan day
of pleasure, and anything she decided
upon as being proper celebration of
the event she would be allowed to
carry out.
Now, Betsy was generous little
girl, and in scheming for happy
holiday she thought of others before
che considered her own pleasure, and
in the end decided that above all
things she would like to have picnic
at Uncle Jim's farm.
So it was determined that all the
little boys and girls in the neighbor-
hood should be invited to aid in MAX
ing Betsy's birthday one long to be
remembered. Betsy herself made the
rounds Of the neighborhood and in
vited all of her friends The children
accepted with joyous EXPLANATIONS,
and the con- sent of the parents was
not hard to obtain, for Betsy's mother
was known to be very careful
woman when children were placed in
her charge.
The sun had not been up very long
on the bright June morning that
dawned upon Betsy's birthday before
all the little folks, dressed in holiday
attire, assembled in the Baker yard,
and their presence alone made that
little corner of the wor Id look
brighter and happi er than it had ever
looked before.
They had not been there long be-
fore two great wa CONS, each drawn
by four horses, drove up to the gate,
and one smaller wagon. Into the
first two the boys and girls were
quickly lifted, and into the last there
were big bundles and baskets and
buckets that gave fair warning Of the
feast to come.
1t was five miles to Uncle Jim's, but
the merry little folks, who spent the
. time during the ride in singing THE
|Star Spangled Banner" "Red, White
md Blue" and many other songs,
thought the distance very short.
Uncle Jim was ready for the picnic
..,l,.
had kiss for each smiling face, and
SO were Uncle Jim's big collie dogs,
that appeared to think that the outing
was arranged solely for their pleasure
Out in the grove behind the orchard
Uncle Jim had constructed a number
OF swings and sce-saws, and in one
corner of the big field beyond he had
moved the grass so that the boys
could have a nice ball field.
The little folks, after the manner
of their kind, quickly scattered and
gave themselves entirely over to the
many games that help amuse Jack
and Jill.
After while Betsy and several of
her friends wandered off down the
lane toward the water-an arm of the
sound--where Uncle Jim kept moored
his yacht. Hauled out on the sandy
shore there was small boat and into
this the girls jumped and played
sailors"
1t was rar, good fun, and they roll
licked to their hearts content. They
did not notice that in their rompings
they had loosened the skif from her
mornings, and that q rapidly rising
tide had set her ahoat. Suddenly
Betsy discovered that their frai. craft
was adrift. They were not bit
alarmed, but thought it fine fun and
shouted in their, glee.
But on the shore, Dan and Dick,
I two wise collie dogs, evidently
thought differently. They saw the
little boat drift from the shore, and
scented danger, probably disaster.
They ran to and fro along the waters
edge, emitting short, sharp yelps, and
in dog language proclaiming the peril
of the litt,s folks.