The Republican journal., 1914-10-08
Back u the Soil.
An Enjoyable Day At a Country Far.


We put the Juice" into the little red
Maxwell and hit the trail where the trail
is good-that is for US, weary and
threadbare with the every day grind -
and headed back into the bush to attend
the country fair. The road was long,
the dust was deep. and sundry and divers
logs and rocks made the speed inside the
limit, but we arrived out on "The
Palms." as the natives call it. Hot?
Well, some, 80 in the shade, and no shade
boiling hot.
wanted to see real rube, and l was
very fortunate, for we had hardly got
clear of the gate toll when l beheld as
fine specimen as I could ask for.
There, thought, is the Verdant. got
next to him in a hurry and questioned:
'How far is it to your placer" His
reply was what I was waiting for:
''Bout thirty-five miles, mebby more. I"
"When did you start?" Bout one
o'clock this mornin'. Them things over
there is train of keers amt uhey?" 1
replied in the affirmative. was sure of
the man, then trailed to see the expert
ence. 1t come-the breaking eggs first.
Josh lost. Three shots for a nickel
next appealed to the taste of our hero;
he tried his hand at this and failed again.
Then he started in to drink all the
orangeade in the place. His thirst had
been accommodating over thirty miles of
dry, dusty roads and it cost him twenty
cents.
AS we strolled along the town consta-
BILE appeared looking for party (said he
would know him if he saw him AGAIN.
who passed lead quarter on him the
year before. I expect he had a crouch.
l should be very sorry for the poor crook
if they locked him up on the plains. He
could get training for his future home
and his board paid beside. Josh was
speeding down the midway, and follow
ed. l paid for the smokes, this seemed
to loosen up his vocabulary little and
he became more confidential Finally, in
a burst, he asked me: "Whot de yeou
spose makes the wimmin all take tew
me so for?'''Your beautiful eyes, Josh,
replied. "Wal l swan, guess your
moren half right" (Chuckle.) what
do yeou spose jest done?'' "Give it
up" l was prepared to hear almost
anything. "Blamed i'll didn't get one
of them gals up tew that tent place
mashed on me. Oh hum. She said
was the best looking Teller; she called
me Guy-that amt my name anyway, my
name is Si-said she wanted me to show
her the town. She arsked me how farm
in was, an told her good, an she said:
stick around, want to see you later, ,
and by Sam Walker, I'm gointer; don't
see gal like her up this way very often
Il mentally agreed,) | got the inside
track with her, you bet;" and so l had
met the party or rather one of the par
ties, was looking for-Si.
Now for little whack at the town
constable. / saw badge ahead. some
thing the size of the plates at the Two
and Twice restaurant in Camden. cul-
tivated little wobble in my gait as l
went by the badge; the badge turned and
followed. The cooler for. mine thought
l. l visionized my bondsmen-l had
seen some old friends in the crowd. The
badge was getting nearer; it arrives.
Chow do, neighbour, it said. replied
little unsteadily: LESS you an me
take a little walk" it resumed. We
took the little walk, out by the gate.
The badge spoke again: "Lemme have a
drop of that stuff" was sorry to de-
ny him, but didn't have any, so gave
him smoke. He was good fellow.
l went through the museum of arts
and saw the exhibits; took in the poultry
show, and Billy blew the horn, meaning
the time was up. So, with one more
look at ST, standing beside 'That tent up
there" we left the town benin and
headed for 1.-THE coast" We had a
tire blow out, which we fixed with a
patent patch, and arrived IN Rockland;got
some more Juice" and cylinder oil and
went to Rockport. where Gerty, May and
Nellie were keeping the reception string
out. We had Holsters (the shell kind,
and genuine good time. Incidently, I
met in Rockport the prettiest girl l had
ever seen on or off the screen. This
brings me back to a remark that Billy
made as we passed by Camden mountain:
Sometime in the near future there will
be studio around here, and this grand
scenery will be utilized as settings for
western dramatics;" and what ideal
scenery it would make.
Night was falling, and we lighted the
head lights and bored our way through
the darkness and over the State road,
sand, rock, cables and all; but when this
job is over, though, it will he pleasure
to drive to Camden; and let US hope also
that the trolly comes. A little later we
arrived in Belfast, ''The Beautiful"
tired and weary, but it wasa great trip.
MEDICO.
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