Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1896-08-15
MoLER AVENUE

is visiting her Old teacher, fiepds
and relatives here.
Mr.. Oscar RohY aud family, con-
sistiug Of wife AMI child, have 'cnt
ed on Albert street, which gives Us
another good neighbor.
North Martinsburg was well rep
resented at the Mechanics Band pic.
mic at Pen-Mar, and all report hav-
ing had glorious good time.
Mr.. and Mrs. AIlcnsworth. an aged
pair of colored folks, have been very
sick, without attention, save what
neighbors offer, and are but little
better at this writing.
On Sunday evenings Moler ave-
nue. is the most favored part Of Mar
tinsburg. A continual stream of We.
hicles and pedestrians pour by al
most without interruption.
George Keeton Is having no end
of fun with his kodak. It's no use
for the girls to scold and protest, for
smiling or frowning, ragged and
dirty, or stylish and elegant, George
gets snap at one and all the same,
and then
Little four-year-old May Under
donk is the heroine of the hour. She
aud her grandpa, with whom she is
great favorite, started for a six
mile drive early Sunday morning.
The day was beautiful and bright
The old man was sober as Judge.
But unfortunately not a fourth OF
his journey had been covered when
he met one of his old cronies, who
still more unfortunately had possess
sion of jug three parts full OF old
rye, and the two took in such guam
tity of it that both grew too dizzy to
see straight. May took the lines
and drove The rest of the distance,
and soon they appeared safe at their
destination, but grandpa had to be
helped from the buggy and lay for
hours in a stupor. His devoted lit,
tie May watched his heavy breath
ing and bloated face with tender pity,
and famed the flies away, refusing
to leave even for her dinner. 1t was
touching sight--the old man who
(for this time at lesst) had put an
enemy down his throat that stole
away his brains and manhood and
left but debased, bloated semblance
of the noble man we knew him to be
years agone, and the little four-year-
old with reason and forethought de-
veloped far beyond her years, and
love for her grandpa simply marvel
Gus, made picture full of food for
reflection. The shades of eve were
gathering when May set out for her
homeward journey. Grandpa was
loaded in, and May took the lines,
holding them tightly In her chubby
little fists, CLICKED "ge up TO the
sober gray, who, for wonder, show
ed up all her good points and none
of the bad on this particular occas-
ion, for never before in all her life
had there been such pressing need
and demand for good hard horse
sense and Min, the old gray mare,
was equal to the emergency. On she
trotted, till reaching the steep hill,
just before crossing the Opequon
bridge, slight,pressure on the left
line would have sent them over the
steep, perhaps to death. But hav-
ing passed this point without disas-
ter there was little danger the rest
of the way. Climbing steep hill,
after crossing the Opequon, May
seemed unlikely to meet with any
other obstacle to prevent safe ar
rival at home with her now senseless
burden. Grandpa had slid from the
scat, leaving his head and shoulders
bobbing and humping on his side OF
the seat. But here a slight raised
knoll tilted on Mays side, bringing
the heavy shoulders against her lit
tie foot and ankle dangling from the
seat. Sitting cry of pain she let
the lines fall and tried hard to push
the heavy shoulders and release her
imprisoned foot, and finally succeed.
ed. Min trotted up briskiy and on.
~ came to stand when the lines
had become so tangled around her
legs as to prevent her further mo-
ton, and our little heroine, unable
now to guide, broke down like any
other little woman would, and cried
fit to break her little heart. Those
cries reached the ears of young
Chappert and Coleman, who went TO
her relief. Smiles soon shone through
the tears, the lines were placed in
her hands and one boy, fearing more
disaster, led the horse and the other
walked ieisurely behind the vehicle
guarding the little heroine, who a
few moments later arrived safe, and
the family unloaded grandpa, who
has not yet recovered. LoT.
August 9Th, 1896.