Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1896-09-03

Interesting \. t-s On Camp Life from "A
Herald Correspondent Who Knows just
How to Tell It.
Now that midsummer d. rvs are here
And hours are ng and kies are clear.
lis time To leave the crowded street
For distantwood an cool AID sweet:
There ritch ih- tent near by 4 brock
Where trout swim hungry for the hook
Then loaf and hunt and read and live
In manner plain and rimitiAe.
Enjoying nature as bird
Eajoys her.-eyery sign and word
Interpreting until the heart
OF natures own becomes a part
The sun is just sinking behind
glorious mass of rose-clouds. border
ing them with shimmering light and
casting golden CLEANS along The sum
nit of the beautiful Iowa hills and far
out into the broad exraese of placid
river at .leir feet. boat glides
quietly down the great stream. leav-
ing silveiy ripple far hehind. The
dipping trees on the Western shore
cast long. dark shadows tar down IL
to the water The distant sinEling of
bell the splash Of oars aud the mer-
ry shouts II happy childrcn's voices
are the only sounds to disturb the sol
itude Of nature.
After long. weary months Of inNa
ldism combined with daily perplrNing
cares. this Is like Il visit to beautiful
Eden AWAY rom the wolll's annoy
ing crosses. surrounded by familiar
but ever-changing lovlincss. we find
the rest and freedom which AL sum
mer we have vainly sought; enjoying
in full measure the long. restful, quiet
hours under the vast canopy above
where reigns Il e watchful Author of
all this beautiful creation.
.Ah, it is good just once to see
The finite with Infnity
10 see and feel and comprehend
little the AIl-loving Friend.
Sweet. indeed is life out in the
pure fresh air of God in so lovely a
place as this and in such enchanting
weather Headaches. heartaches and
weary limbs are 50 easily forgotten.
We came to Gamers landing on the
morning of the 18th inst. in company
With Miss Emma Williams from Cass-
hille, via the little packet. Lydia
wheeler. which plies daily between
( Cassville aud Dubuque. The sky was
then dark and threatening on that
early morning and no sooner were we
safely sheltered by Mrs. Garner, whose
welcome was like balm poured upon
troubled waters. than lightnings
flashed and thunders reared and the
rain came in torrents. heavy gusts of
wind beating it against the windows
and bending the great trees outside in
to worry, fearing the camping party,
who were to meet us. were out In the
raging storm But soon the wind
ceased the rain abated and the sun
burst out IN glory. After a tempting
dinner. which Mrs. Gamers young
daughters had prepared for us, w
were persuaded to rest in one of those
dainty rooms OF this pretty woodland
home. An hour or Two of sweetest
y sleep and we were awakened by pref
ty voice saving: Where is my Auntie
BELIEF And little arms were clasped
about our neck and quickly we were
led to the old camping ground where
we found papa and Gordie. Uncle
Parke. Aunt Lizzie and Don. Happy
now and busy were we in the unload
ing. the pitching of tents and hasty
preparation of supper. Our travellers
have had weary drive and are starry
ing. Soon the spicy fragrance of cot
fee fills the air; young chicken is siz-
cling in the frying pan; the rude cook
| ing sufficing to lend flavor to every
| dish How the first meal out of doors
is enjoyed and how we talk and work,
while the happy children romp with
the happier dog until '.Twinkling stars
in wonder peep!" With the kind OF
WEAKNESS that brings refreshing
slumber We seek our coaches.
To sleep and dream and wake to be
y Gratetulto him who made US free
What joy to waken with the sun
And find the fresh grass over spun
With webs of gossamer. and see
The sunbeams steal from tree to tree
Dropping their gold along the way.
To guide the shining feet Of Day"
+ Fair. beautiful days and moon-lit
nights come and quickly 60. A party
OF ladies and gentlemen from Dubuque