The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1898-02-17

tracted our attention-it looked SO
comfortable and living. There was
pump standing in the yard, so we
opened the gate and went in to get a
drink. A pleasant faced girl came
out of the house as we stepped to the
pump and said: "Wait, | will bring
you glass" | looked at my chum
and said: That's kind voice, we'll
get something to eat here" She
brought the glass, and while we were
drinking my chum ask her if she
could sell us something to eat. mo"
she said, 81 won't sell you anything
but will give you something to eat.''
Father and mother" she continued.
''are not at home but come in the
house and | will do the best can for
you" We followed her into the house
where she gave us seats and told JUS
that she would have something for us
in little while. How cool and sweet
and pleasant the room was, and how
kindly she treated us. She brought
little table into the room and COW
cred it with a ''snow-white CLOTH"
and then laying two plates, brought
i'll bread and butter and milk and
honey enough for four hungry men.
Didn't we do justice to that meal?
Didn't we-boy like-open our hearts
to her and tell her the truth as to who
we We're, and where we were from,
and whittier bound? Brave, noble
hearted girl-heaven neglected its
own, if it did not strew her path with
blessing. There are not many girls
who, all alone, would take in and en-
tertain two robust, and overgrown
boys as we We're. 1t is right that
they don't. Angels are not often en-
tertalned unawares-andth there are no
halos of glory floating like barrel
hoops above our heads.
We walked several miles beyond
Massillon that evening and found
sleeping quarters in a small frame sta
bic, where we found the hay piled at
one end of the floor. We were badly
scared when we opened the door, for
an overgrown Newfoundland dog
stood watching us with great shining
eyes. However, he neither barked
nor growled, so | gave him some Ro-
many patter and found him in a
friendly mood. With the hay on the
lower floor, we thought it prudent to
make bed in the hay and cover our
selves completely, so we would escape
being found if we happened to over
sleep in the morning. We were ava
kened in the morning by someone
tramping over the hay and forking
some down to the horses. Dangerous
as our position was we lay still, ex-
pecting the fork to be run into us at
any time, After bit, however, the
man got down and worked with the
horses awhile and then went out We
hurriedly pushed off the hay that
covered us, and what was our CRATE
full astonishment to lind that the big
dog was laying right above us-but
for him we might have been impaled
and seriously injured. His dog high
ness seemed nightly pleased to see
us, and | kissed him on the nose for
his thoughtful care. We gave him
the most of our lunch, and with a
farewell pat left him winning inside
the stable door.
My narrative is drawing to a close
and | will hasten in conclusion by
skipping the minor incidents of the
day. Evening found us passing
through the little village of Bruins
wick, headed for Cleveland. At the
north end of the village we were stop
ped by gray haired old gentleman
driving in a one horse open buggy.
He was a thorough going Yankee,
and asked us more questions than a
Chicago lawyer in an ordinary divorce
case. Nothing would do but that we
remain over night with him and he
would secure us place the following
morning. We got in the buggy and
went home with him where we en-
joyed the luxury of a well-cooked
meal and a sleep in good soft bed.
In the morning, true to his word,
he found places for us as farm hands,
which we were glad enough to accept,
being heartily tired of roughing it
further.
Thus ended my first tramp, My
chum and had walked in nine days
probably 800 miles, and no doubt had
told fully as many lies, but the old
Spanish proverb says: "a good liar
makes fat priest"
THE TRAMP
Down the Black Canon.
A play of highly tragical charac-