The Forrest City times., 1900-07-27
An Outing Party.

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 July 24th and 25th. 1900. vii, ne underscored in the memory books of a party of our young people who spent those two days of this week on fish and camp on Fishing Lake.
 Misses Mayme Webb, Alice Rollwape. Mamie Dalton, of Bonneville. Miss. Lady Ingram, Messrs. Linn TurIev. Harry Knight. Tom Folbre. Prank Chew and Chester McRae, of Camden. Ark, chaperoned by Nr and Mrs. N E. Ingram, with little Casey, composed The party who left early Tuesday morn Ing. Later in the day some hearts were made glad by the arrival of Miss Mamie P'Pool, Mrs. Minnie Harrison. Messis. Ed Taylor and Dick Winfield.
 Although 1t was long looked for event, anticipation failed to rob it of any of the pleasures. and with two strong tents, an abundant suppIv of good things in baskets, fresh fish from the lake, two cameras and a pair of paiky horses, it is not surprising that It surpassed anything of the kind for number and variety of experiences
 The weather man, as usual, played q leading part, and gave them samp,ss or everything he has in stock at this season and was tempted to open his fall goods, His generosity was the subject of much comment and only ceased in a shower of favors on the re. turn home.
 lt was success Tn every way, and will give food for happy "reminiscences in days to come when youth is only ', memory *x~
 This is the season when enjoyments ana pleasures may be abundantly drawn from camping out trip to the country, and in the Knowledge of this fact couple of enterprising young men lnaugurated fishing expedition which spent the first of the week upon the picturesque and classic banks of Fishing Lake, and which was made m of party of lovely ladies and hand- some gentlemen, any one of whom is now prepared to tell what it is to really fish.
 They actually fished, and listened Tn rapture to the seductive song of the wiley mosquitoe, and Dan Cupid craftily capered among the boughs and l.. ..l..
 ms shafts sped noislessly and true to ms ann, but were often turned aside by some impudent bug which crawled without warning upthe sleeve of ner, yous maiden, and the gallant was left the consolation of thinking. after the furry and excitement had subsided and his bugshp had been deposed, of what might have been.n
 Doubtless many who participated in this outing now know how to appreci- ate the oft told stories in which some fair principal, while fishing, is imbued with burning desire to scratch. Jig. gers (red bugs) are no respectors of per sons, and the itching sensation pro. duced by these pests is often irresist- ible, and what can the poor girl do9p Modesty and scruples of propriety count for nanght, and scratch she must. the boys, of course, locking the other way. But it's funny just the same.
 Oh, solitude, where are thy charms Verify, the red bug is one of soli- tude's chiefest and most persistent. His presence is unmistakabIe. He is of insignificant heft, but his bite is lasting and worthy of honorable men, ton. He comes like thief in the night and will not rest until his mis- sion in life is filled. We know thee, Q, digger, for what thou really art the nobest and best Of all the biting tribe. We bow to thee in feelings of dire dread and foreboaings.
 It is difficult to depict in print the sentiments of iigger bitten outing party, but the influences and pleasant memories of the one Ia question will long be remembered by those who par ticiaated in the scratch.