The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1901-01-17

hundred people take part. Perhaps the
next evening party at some benevolent
farm house, where the youth, middle
aged, and more mature, meet and ENJOY
themselves in various ways including
discussions of the most profitable plan
of feeding swine to increase their ayoir-
dupois, hile the younger gener alton
play snap and catch 'em punctured with
kisses in the interval between guesses.
Then there are exhibitions, skating par
ties and amateur theatricals, EpworGh
Leagues (Sans poker and something
or other to take up ones attention every
night in the week. The other day we
wandered down to the old homestead.
There we saw the tree from which the
sainted mother used to pluck apple
sprouts to castigate our boylsh extreme
ties. The favorite apple tree, now
gnarled and dropping with age. still does
it's duty, and the old grape vine yearly
yields it's purple crop as of yorc. We
wended our way through the old familiar
woods, and not an ancient wood chuck
hole, nor a tree which we formerly sus-
picioned as being nesting place for
raccoon5 escaped oar notice. Further
on we found smooth barked beech tree,
and on its trunk were engraved in plain
letters OF newer growth, the names of
the writer and his sweet heart of 80
years ago, but when We considered that
she is now the foad mother Of nino
children, including three pairs of twins
our thanks rise deyoutly, for our csc ape
from the thral!5 Of this puppy love. But
talk about climate. Rain. fog, clouds
and dampness, are the order here, and
every body talks with a nasal twang
Pne c3ldest SO far has been deg. balo y
zero At home we would have been
surprised to have seen Tom Maget
wearing any other head geac than hi
formidable straw hat, and Samuel th:
Potter in his alpaca duster, bat ye gods
how we shivered and shook With tn,
cold. Then all the houses here are
heated with underground furnaces
Down 10 the cayernous cellars are calori
machines with combination OF pipes
valves and registers, which ruined en-
OF the boiler rooms OF man oF-war, but
one misses the crackle and roar ant
T. comfort Of a fire fed with Montana pine
It's very cansoliDg to come home from
, an evenings outing with!the dampuess o
this latitude clinging to his garments
and stand over u register ii the floor
! and let the heat ascend the sleeves 0
his unmentionables, but there's some
: thing lacking, and we feel disposed t
90 out in the back yard ana build
II small camp FIRE, fry SOW belly on a point
}! ed s5ick and think of the jobs our goo
Q neighnors used 10 put up on US. Abou
g this time Of the year we imagine Br;
5 Giham looking at the almanack to Sc
Q when the next Chinook is due. and /
9. fancy we can see oar good friend Pats
, casting fearful glances over toward ia
G. N. trail every time the flyer AZ
} proaches Carlow in anticipation OF
y slaughter of his boyines, but then ever
y country has it's drawback Well OF
!" visit is drawing to q close and ere lou
we shall be hitting the trail homeWard
~ Few have enjoyed greater happines
"a than the writer in his brief saiourn /
:" the hom OF his boy hood, but there's r
"a place like the old stamping ground
= There is a lack OF elbow room here, an
u Z fellow can't throw his quid away Witi
80 out being observed by some body. I
= cramped, and four inch collars dqa't Fl
20 The questions one has to answer is som
81 thing frightful. When we told the Pc
er pie that we lived in houses and wo
"a pants, that only excited their curiosit
10 and we we're obliged to rent a hall al
u give them a few chunks to dispel ii
q vagaries of ftheir intellect. There wei
10 only $50 listners and when we had SUI
~ the Beaver song, and given an exhibitit
~ " of the hand talk so universally unde
bit stood in the west, they departed
a silence with thoughts too great for utte