Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1916-03-24

bod cheer. I'll try t do my part
ell and keep my hoe from gettin'
lsty. What We huntin' after up
round these parts?" asked he.
We're hunting after health and
God timber" answered Mr.. Bard
Food.
Find it," asked the mountain
er.
"Oh yes, in abundance" replied
he other.
But it'll cost We lots O. hard
aulin' t. git it out; mebbe that's
he health ont think ye?" said Lib
Ertree.
Yes, of course it requires close
Iiscernment and great labor to haul
but from the mountain fastness val.
liable timber, and as you say, that's
the health of 1.-THE health that
labor gives. And when it has been
hauled out and is fulfilling its high
lest purpose of strength and sound
ness, and fitness; that is surely the
health of it" said hardwood.
DO you succeed in making a liv-
ing up here?" asked Marktree.
Vas, but we hev t jump fer
dear life t. do it; my wife N | jes
pull together, m tn tugs hain't
broke yit, m guess won't longs we
pull stiddy m even; we hev t pull
orful hard, but longs we've got
Strength t. do it. we'll be content"
What do you do for living?"
asked Marktree.
"Oh, we raise leetle garden sass,
IN | git job now'n then down in
tn valley haydn n sugarin', m in
the winter | chop m peel bark, N
shave shingle, N make axe helves,
Pm take 'em down 1.-THE ville'n bar
tier 'em off fer stuff we need, N
|Neighbor Hunter'n his wife m John
help US out deal; them folks are
|th' best we ever see; alus speak gen.
lie t. our chilen. A store man once
Bhooed our leetle boys out O. his
store with a horsewhip jes' cause
they was poor m had ole clo'es on"
Alas" said Marktree, how
many people there are who judge
merit by the cloth, no matter how
naturally intelligent and we'll bred
hey may be, they can have no place
so-called refined society, because
keir apparel is of blue drilling or
Ialico, or worn threadbare and
patched"
Have your children had any
schooling?" asked Marktree.
Vas, a eetle, but it's so fur fer
'em t go, m so hard gittin' there
in the winter thro' tn snow drifts
that they kent go stiddy in the biz
zard weather; m tn big boys with
smart clo'es on 'buse m scott at
'em, m call 'em the starks m
patches from Stark hill. Mither has
larned the oldest ones t. read m
spell, m sifer some"
Yes" joined she, IN a learnt
man, too, who lived alone back in
the woods, came here two days in a
week for three months and teached
our little ones readin', writin' and
;sipherin'. The way he come to do
it was, one time when he was ridin'
by the schoolhouse down in the
holler, in his box sled as the school
was bein' let out, he saw our little
twins was bein' made fun of by the
bigger boys and pushed over and
their faces rubbed in snow. Quick's
they were let up, he said one of 'em
called out, 'Mebbe you feel better.
we hain't hurt me none; yer power
full in strength but drefful weak in
yer head, or ye'd know better'n t
lose yer balance m go a tumblin'
on to boys half yer size; We hain't
got no mind t guide we, that's
what's the matter
That man heerd his speech and
he called to 'em and Daisy, their
sister, to come n get in his sled m
he'd take 'em home. So that's how
he got 'quainted with our chilen;
he told 'em that he'd come two days