Warren sheaf., 1920-08-25

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were to meet the N. e. Bystrom family,
who had come from Great Falls. Mont.
in their car, and together with them
and Miss Martha MortensOE who has
been their guest this summer, we were
to make tour Of the Yellowstone Ma
tional Park. The thought of meeting
these former Warren friends added
greatly to the pleasures of anticipation
which we experienced as the car sped
along the winding trail along the
Yellowstone river, up hill and down
hill, and always within sight Of the
hills and bluffs that
herald the approach to the wonderland
of the Rockies. Shortly after / p. m.
our car rolled into Livingston. A note
left q designated hotel Informed us
that the BystrOm family had arrived
the previous evening and it also con-
tanned fun and explicit directions for
finding their tent which they had pitch
ed In welcome Park" beautiful
wooded island in the river, provided by
the city asa free camping ground for
tourists A picture of the Bystrom
tent, drawn by N e. Bystrom, artist,
also accompanied the written direc-
'tions, and with these aids we soon To-
Gated the camp and the campers.
What bliss there is when friends do
meet. =
And with embrace each other greet!
Then heaven looks down and with
smile. ,-E ~
Iliumes the earth for many a mile.
What happiness this earth would hold
If all would seek for friendships gold.
After the exchange of greetings. we
began to scrutinize the appearance of
one another more closely, and, 10 and
behold, everyone Of us was attired in
khaki costumes, the ladies as well as
the men. When touring khaki clothes
are indeed very servicable and most
tourists seem to wear them AS we
were making trip up town afterwards
we passed man on the sidewalk whose
face seemed familiar and we said to
our boys, There goes surely an Ander-
son. Mr.. Bystrom, who was walking
along the sidewalk, also saw the man
whose face looked familiar and began
to talk to him just as the man, who had
seen the Warren pennant on our car,
turned his steps toward us. Well, sure
enough. he was an Anderson, namely
Mr., @. S. Anderson who spent num-
Der Of years in Warren and vicinity in
the early 1885, and is a brother of
Chris Andreasen and George Andrea
son, well known residents of this vi
cinity. living southwest from Warren.
Although we had not seen this Mr.. An
derson for many years, yet the re-
.semblanee of the facial fea lures Of this
sthrdy Viking family are so marked
that knowing one, it is easy to pick out
the others. We surely were glad to
meet an old friend like Mr.. Anderson
in this far, away spot on the earth. In
the evening, just as we were eating our
first supper together as campers, both
Mr.. and Mrs. Anderson, made us a
pleasant visit and we also accepted
their kind Invitation to attend a mov-
ing picture entertainment in, the even
ing and which we all enjoyed very
much. 1t&certainly was great pleas
ure for us to meet these good and kind
people in Livingston. We are under
great .obligat tons to both Mr.. and Mrs.
Anderson for many favors and courte-
sizes extended us on our way to, as we'll
as upon our return from the park. The
night was spent in camp. The ladies
slept in the tent and all the men in
improvised beds in the automobiles
except the writer, who rested all night
under the open sky on, an, upturned
camp table, while the wind rustled the
leaves in the tree tops and the stars
looked down upon him and kept watch
full guard. Early next morning all
awoke right side up and began stirring.
The good ladies prepared a substantial
breakfast after. which we broke camp.
Mr.. and Mrs. Anderson kindly and
gratuitously furnished our commits
sariat department with potatoes and
other fresh vegetables before we left
for Gardiner, the entrance to the Park,
So miles distant. =.
This write-up is already too long and
we will have. to tell about our tour of
the Park next week.
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