Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1921-03-30
Miss Florence Minis Writes of
Hike of Seven Miles Over
Ice and Snow.
Dear Advertiser:


Ice and Snow.
Dear Advertiser:
Yesterday morning at nine o'clock
a party of eleven started out on a
seven mile hike to Twin Lakes, where
there is an attractive club house. In
the fall the roads were ideal for hik-
ing, being hard and dry, but at pres
ent the snow is melting and it is as
treacherous as quicksand, having
melted into streams of water that
may be deep. The snow banks are
just soft enough to let you slip down
through their Fey depths.
Spring has come in this North
country, but you would call it De-
cember in the South. The evidences
of Spring here have nothing to do
with budding trees this early, but
merely a certain warmth in the air.
In our line of march, we crossed
the St. Louis river about three miles
from town. This river is not only froz-
en- but is covered with snow, so that
were its banks not high, you could
not tell it from the surrounding coun-
try. Along its banks were pile on pile
of long logs waiting to be foated
down when the melting SHOWS have
swelled the river.
Transportation of lumber, etc., is
carried on by means of huge sleds
that run along easily through the
snow. On these are carried great loads
of hay and birch logs that look
like white-washed posts, so white are
they and so perfectly straight.
They say "It is a long lane that
has no turning" but the trouble with
our seven mile lane was that it had
too many turnings. When we expect
ed the next corner every time to re-
veal the club house, it revealed only
another long stretch of country road.
When the club house at last came in
sight through the trees, we welcomed
it as a lost mariner would a light
house. We had long ago taken off our
coats, and were now. carrying them IN
our arms since we were -oSercome:
with the heat.
Our party divided itself into three
groups, those who were very fast
walkers, those who were moderate,
and those who preferred to walk lei
surely. l happened to be in the middle
group. We had packages of food stuff
in our arms for the midday meal.
When the first group grew tired of
bundle they left it in the middle of
the road, trusting that the next group
would pick it up; and when the Sec
onnd group, in turn, became exhaust
ed, they laid it down for the third,
and the last group having no one
coming behind, had to lug the food
stuffs the rest Of the way.
We arrived at the club house about
fifteen minutes past eleven, and i'm
mediately stretched out on the chairs
and covered ourselves in coats. Some
of the Industrious ones did not even
wait to rest, but repaired to the club
kitchen and there made coffee and
broiled steak with certain success
that the South can not rival. We ate
like miners or lumbermen, meal
that we thought had been very we'll
earned.
The party had fully intended to
walk the seven miles back also. That
was when the first rosy glow of the
hike was in our cheeks and in our
thoughts, but on seeing two tremen-
dous trucks making ready to go to
Aurora, we climbed in and rode back
singing as we bumped along.
think that one reason such an out
ing is so enjoyable is that it requires
effort on ones own part, and we are
more impressed with enjoyment Sc
cured by our own labor than that at
the expense of some one else.
FLORENCE MINIS.
Aurora, Minnesota.
March 20, 1921.
Colonial Tea.
COPIED from the Knoxville Ten