The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1911-11-16
They Remembered

with a little choke of sadness In his
voice. "the last time we walked to-
gether at home? Wasn't It something
fine? DO you know, | can smell the
hay lying in the fields, and can near
the brook where 1t bubbled over the
shadows at the bridge"
THAT'S an awfully unsafe bridge
she answered, the same touch or
reminiscent sadness in her voice. i
wonder II they have repaired 1t yet
mo. Mrs. Hlnkel's COW broke
through the side rail and broke It's
leg. But do you remember how we
leaned over the rail and listened TO
the brook? / don't think we spoke
twenty words"
Weren't the mosquitoes awfulY'
she said. 81 remember how mad l
was when you slapped at one on the
back of my neck"
"Yes, they were terrible. l don't
believe, though, we shall ever see the
moon again as It was that night. You
remember how silvery 1t made the
tops OF the orchard trees look, and
how dark II was under the trees? Look
out! Here comes an auto! / nate
the toot of an auto horn, don't your
"Yes, but like 1t better than the
patticachunking of frogs. 1t Is over
sooner. Don't you remember how
the frogs down in the swamp, that
night, kept croaking? There was the
biz bass frog that always seemed TO
lead off the chorus like singing mas
ter. You named him the singing
teacher and ] laughed so my hat fell
into the brook"
"T got fearful cold wading in
after that hat. guess 1t was because
the mlsts began to rise and got q
chill that struck in through my wet
clothes. But | can never forget how
still and beautiful everything was,
except for the frogs and the mos
quitoes, and that whip-poor-will that
kept up it's whistling till | thought
he'd burst"
"And do you remember, when we
did talk, you were planning to buy the
Hadley farm, because your mother
was a Hadley and was born there?
And then you said you guessed you
wouldn't, because 1t was rather low
ground and you thought your mother
Il
But It is a beautiful old farm, just
the same, even If nobody ever co1'd
make a living from 1t. Probably
that comes because the land is worn
out. But / always did like the old
house, It is so big and comfortable.
Do you know. the kitchen alone Is as
big as a New York flat?"
Bigger. | think" she said. But
you said to keep It warm you'd have
TO cut and split twenty cords o. wood,
and that you'd rather go and enlist
In the navy. Then l cried, and you
said you'd come to the city and make
your fortune. After that I came here
to study shorthand. My, during those
first few weeks how l wished | was
back in the country. ! used to sit
and cry all the evening because | was
so lonely"
He laughed ioyously
"Then the first friend you met was
me-" he said. "How glad you were
when | told you I'd come to the city
and was getting eighteen a week"
Eyes" she said. Then she lowered
her voice and asked anxIously
Honey, don't you think Central Park
is nicer than the country?"
Don't II" he said enthusiastically
"well, I guess do. Let us go In and
get an ice cream soda"
'And won't the folks be surprised
when they hear we're married.
He fairly shook with mirtn.
"And won't they be surprised tr
hear our wedding journey was a walk
around Central Park?"
His laugh became louder.
"And amt you" she cried raptur
ously, "glad We came to New York?
"Ain't / just?" he said with such
decision there was no doubt OF II. For
being an American, he knew the mos
emphatic way of asserting to a ques
ton was by asking another one.
So they entered the booth ant
fingered long and lovingly over theii
Ice cream soda, and talked some more
of how beautiful the country was OF
that last night they spent together
In It. Then, for it was getting late
almost 9 o'clock, they rose and walk
ed toward their comfortable little
three-room fiat on one of the streets
leading to East River Park.
"And I've got secret for you" h'
said. another wedding present, They
gave me two-dollar raise. I'm get
ting twenty now"
She hugged his arm closer, anC
that told him what increased pleas
ure the news brought her. 81 woulC
not" she said decidedly as they near
ed their little home in the big, bar
racky building. "give up being a New
Yorker for anything"
Neither would l." he answered
"Where'd l get twenty dollars a weel
in the country, or ten, or five?"-Nev
York Press.
Fifty Men and One Elephant.