The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1913-05-18
Log" of the Peep O Day
By F. F. Bin CHAM.

would dearly have liked to had him IN
| the group with his lifelong friends.
Uncle" Albert Riera and Uncle" Nat
| Cook.
We were roundiy abused for not
| coming sooner. Figs and peaches were
showered on us and the fish pen was
rafded, yielding all the founder. trout
and mullet and fresh water Dream that
the Hartgroves and ourselves could eat
(, for supper and breakfast. The camp
ers insisted on dressing them ready
| for the pan. What two noble feasts
we had along with the home made
| bread and a dish of Mrs. Hartgrove's
new peach butter.
But speaking Of the bread, the
/ Missus and Dorothy took their innings.
| Dorothy dropped a piece of 1t over
board and 1t sank like lead. She
| whooped, and / defended the bread as
| best I could, maintaining that the
| scientific way to Judge bread was by
| its specific gravity. and II 1t sank 1t
could rightly be given the blue ribbon.
After supper we took a little run
around in the moonlight, leaving the
ladies at the forestry station while the
rest of us went up to the turpenttne
commissary, where a lot of children
were playing ring around the rosy
and there comes a gentleman right
from Spain," just like the children do
in Maine and California
The night was so fine, and our after
deck looked so very inviting, that the
Missus decided to sleep aboard. At
$50 a. m. awoke with fear IN my
heart and smell of rain In my nos
trils. To the southeast there was a
big rain squaN in the pot and about TO
boil over. We went at the task Of de-
"a yt,,r
en- and children" and bedding, to the
little boathouse across the wharf with
all the precision and rapidity OF life
boat drill at sea (since the Titanic).
All was snug when the squall broke
bottom dropped out of it-and from
then until daylight our afterdeck
groaned under a seething, roaring tor
rent
Today it's squally-sunshine and
showers-the Missus declaring that
this is her last trip. the children quar-
reling, taking sides fighting. makins
peace, and then making a fresh start
en- entirely new lines. And me sriev-
ing because our trip is half over.
Monday p. m. Headquarters.
We dined yesterday with the Hart
groves. They are Illinois people. and
It was a. typical Yankee Sunday din
ner: chicken and dumplings, green
cake, and we enjoyed 1t very much.
The air about the whole place is Till
nois," from the little "stoop' in front
to the summer kitchen" in the rear.
After dinner we took a walk through
the fields and WOODS ard lolled over
the barnyard fence and discussed the
swine.
Fierce gusts of wind sweeping up the
bayous discouraged yachting for the
day. The old Missouri homesteaders
visited US again. Those folks would
make a .beggar fee like g. millionaire.
The Missus served them with soda
cracker and peanut butter sandwiches
and hot coffee from the thermos bottle
my, my" exclaimed the old lady,
"ain't that fine, Peanut butter, who'd
q thought it,"
She's mighty proud OF her old hus-
band. She had seen a green snake in
q woods path. What do you think!
When I told Pap, he went right out
there, by himself, and cleared out that
path four feet wide. Oh my, my. Pap
Is a good mani"
We were out early this morning.
Breakfast bacon, fried potatoes and
coffee. Then we sailed around to the
hCmesteader's bayou and took the old
man and his sixteen year old grandson
for run up Don's bayou 10 Investigate |
a couple of Indian mounds. They were |
small and we hadn't dug much before |
we lost interest and we laid around in |
the woods awhile, eating peaches that |
we got from a settler who told us to /
help ourselves andstake all we pleased |