The Prescott daily news., 1912-06-24
That Summer
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"If," said the girl who likes to talk, you happen to own a two-by-twice plot of ground outside of town with anything standing on it in the way of shack with a roof over it, your friends who don't possess such piece of property regard you responsibility as spring comes on. At inopportune times they thrust at you remarks like these: Well, I suppose you'll be leav- ing soon for your place-lucky crea- ture!' If we only felt that we, too, could idle in the country all summerH
 You feel horribly apologetic You know that your envious friends could buy hundred places such as yours and dump them into the lake just to hear the splash and never miss the money, so it Is surprise to find your self regarded as a wretched plutocrat when the overwhelming reason that led you to flee from town was that the bill collector doesn't come around so often in the woods.
 Two days before I am taking the boat for Michigan always get invita- tions to the opening dinner at the country club, an automobile ride and theater party, all to take place the week after I am gone. As I wad tis- sue paper into the sleeves of the new gown I am packing and which I won't have a chance to wear again all sum- mer I remember what it cost and seethe with anguish.
 Tt Is dark when the boat pulls away from Chicago and if it doesn't rain soggily when I start I rest as. sured that 1t will be raining when arrive in Michigan. It has to rain at one or the other of these times, be- cause I am wearing my best flower trimmed hat that is too huge to pack and I have just had my suit pressed.
 There seem to be acres of my luggage ons the Michigan dock the next morn ing-trunks, new porch rugs, a sew.
 ing machine and a kitchen stove-and besides l have to wade around town
 in the sand. buying groceries and nails
 and mops and matches, before plung. ing into the calm country ten miles from anywhere.
 "The boatman who comes for me does not seem exactly overwhelmed
 with the joy rather expected him to show on seeing me again. Huh!' he groans. Have you got lead in these
 here trunks?'
 Some time I am going to make an exhaustive study of the psychological | causes leading baggagemen invariably | to be overcome with surprise because | packed trunks cannot be waited about | on one finger. They always are so | righteously annoyed at this discovery! Tt is raining as usual when I am l shunted off at my own dock with my I luggage. This is particularly good for the ironwork on sewing machines and l stoves and is fine for the contents of trunks. The cottage seems oddly
 yelled and investigation shows the l yelling to consist of unbroken spider webs and sheddings from the beech trees. It does not seem possible that
 there are so many spiders in the | world
 "The strong-armed scrubwoman who
 was to meet me is beautifully absent but the full tragedy of this grows l slowly as I raise window shades and see the thick dust on every inch of everything. There are more cobwebs inside than outside and at the sight of the pantry shed tears. Spiders rush from everything I touch. Tn sort of desperation I open the box couch to
 find work dress, whereupon rattle
 of beech nuts and cherry pits follows