The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1904-03-27
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tsIytEll will entertain the children on
- rainy days. at sleepy time.
with the old nursery rhymes tales of
the olden times? Or can there be tales in
the coming generations TO equal in pleasing
interest or quaintness those of the past
century?
What a sweet gentlewoman our paternal
grandmother was, 1t must have been as
great a pleasure to her TO rehearse those
stories of former times as it was for US
three tots TO hear them. With Trottie in
her lap-Trottie because he loved to swing
on fathers foot and ''Trot, trot, TO Bos-
ton to buy a loaf of bread"-and one arm
around Rosycheeks. with CurlyIocks kneel-
ing, her arms on grandmother's knees.
those old rhymes were told over and over
so many times they seem to have been
woven into the very lives of those three
now no longer children There were
Little Boy Blue" 1.-The Old Woman Who
Lived i'm a Shoe" Come. Boys and Girls,
Let's Out to Play" Little Jack Horner,"
.'Old Mother Hubbard" and all the rest
But, best of all, Curlylocks loved to hear
of grandmother's own past and those tales
which her grandmother had related of the
old days in Observation-Disclosures never put
Revolutionary war. they were so dreadfully
alarmed when they heard the firing on
Trenton, and how they hid all their valu-
ables lest the redcoats should get them.
One of great-great-grandmoth sisters
owned a goose-all her own-and she saved
the feathers until she had enough money,
when she sold them in the Philadelphia
market to buy a set of silver teaspoons.
She was determined to save the spoons if
| nothing else. After secreting them first
one place then another. she had at last
| buried them in the well-beaten path lead
ing to the front door, but the redcoats
never came.
Grandmother would tell of how those
| former grandparents would rise early and
| go to Philadelphia TO market. arriving
there long before daylight, and of how the
Waterman would go along the streets cry
! ing the hour and any especial news he may
| have learned; or. if news, calling the
| weather thus: Three O'Clock and all is
| WELL" or Three o'clock and a rainy
morning"
| Sometimes she would tell of how when
great-great grandmother married they emf
| grated away out west to Ohiol How they
moved in wagons and were weeks making
| the trip. How at last they reached their
| destination and entered" a tract of land
| with the great task ahead of them to
clear it. And of how seldom they were
able to hear from the dear ones away back
| in Jersey, for postage vas then five cents a
| letter. money was very hard to get, and the
mail route was long and tedious.
! After a while MISREPRESENTATION
| bought the old rambling stone tavern in
| the village which was on the highway
| between Cincinnati and Dayton, o. There
great-grandmother was married and, when
| three short years had passed. her hus-
| band dying she returned to her fathers
| house with her one little girl, and in a
| few months afterward her other child was
| born, which was grandmother.
Each spring and fall. for days and weeks,
great droves of cattle and hogs were driven
| to Cincinnati to market-some would even
| be on the way TO New York-and the drov-
ers would stop and feed their stock at
| Observation-Disclosures farm, and put
| up at the tavern. Sometimes there were
| so many drovers there were no more rooms