Milford chronicle., 1925-04-17
Old FARMERS AT
COUNTRY STORE
THIRD VISIT.

in April, when all nature seemed
happy. when the trees were putting
forth their Spring garb of beautiful
green leaves, after the long dormant
brown of the winter season; while
the peach, pear and plum trees had
blossomed forth creating a scene OF
rare beauty and the green fields OF
grass and velvety wheat were SIM
ply grand to look upon and formed a
picture to create happy state OF
mind in all normal people. A wild
flower here and there lifted its head
to receive the kiss of the afternoon
sun and throw off fragrance sweet
beyond description. Honey bees in
dustrously fitted from flower to bud
and bloom TO extract the honey,
while birds sang merrily in the trees
as [ sat on my porch and enjoyed the
beautiful scene and spring weather.
.kIAs [ enjoyed the time and scene an
intense longing came DER me to once
more visit my old friends at the
Country Store once more; so, with
this purpose in view, l stepped INTO
nv car which was standing in front
of my home and started trip,
which gave me much pleasure for
every yard of the road l Travelled over
until l reached the village Inn where
I expected to get my supper, and the
country store, where l expected to
meet my old friends. The distance
Travelled was not great for only a
few miles separates this village from
my home.
Having plenty of time, as the sun
was still high in the western
heavens, l drove slowly, viewing the
spring panorama of a beautiful
country spread out before me. First
I noticed the fine condition of the
farm lands, and the neat condition
of the farm buildings as well as the
homes of the people. with the indus
trious farmers turning over the soil
with their plows; using for this pur-
pose, both tractors and teams to pre-
pare the fields for planting the seed
that is to produce the golden harvest
later in the season.
Further along 1 saw a herd of
thoroughbred Guernseys, sleek and
fat feeding by the roadside on short
grass that was growing abundantly.
The next farm was good to look
upon; both apple and peach orchards |
had been trimmed perfectly and men |
were engaged in spraying the trees |
by modern machinery, to destrop all |
germs and insects, which would ruin |
the fruit crop if not prevented by the |
spray. All the farms along my route
were in fine condition and well cared
for
This trip impressed me seriously
and caused me to mentally ask the
Question. Why will a strong boy or
girl with good red blood in their /
veins, leave such farms, with their
beautiful scenery, their comfortable i
homes and splendid focks of poul-
try and live stock, with the life Civ
1 ng air and healthy conditions, for
the narrow and cramped cities?
Why they should want to labor amid
foul atmosphere detrimental to their
health, for the sake of few more ;
l'eady-at-hand dollars than they
would have on the dear old farm
land?
soon reached the village, which
consists of only few houses, dOting s
here and there the village squares I
and in the midst of them, is the ho- '
tel where I was to get my supper. {
The proprietor was standing on the I
porch and gave me cordial greet a
ing. In response to my question as f
to what would be the menu for the c
evening meal, he smiled and said it q
would not be fried chicken and waf- O
les, but something which 1 consider V
ar better-an old fashioned chicken b
)otpie, baked in an old fire place by D
his old colored cook; who eXcells all fl
others in producing this luscious b
fish.
This bill of fare appealed to me D
md 1 told him that the call to sup p
Ter could not come to quick for me; Il
md that welcome invitation soon v
anne and I entered the dining room, d
where at my table there was a dish k
liled high and full of this luscious et
fish he had described, with it's light IL
rown crust, golden gravy, made so IL
y the fat of the pullet, and the meat W
f the chicken so tender that it left OF
be bone at the touch of the fork; in
hen there was sweet potatoes and ia
ne cup of coffee to constitute a sup W
er which fingers in memory. 1 ate e1
ntil it hurt to eat more, and left hi
nat table casting long, lingering fl;
)Oks on that which 1 had to leave. 81
Coming out from the hotel, the re
IN was sinking to rest behind the liz
-estern hills and the shades of pa
Vening soon spread over the town, SD
} 1 started to look up my old friends as
nd started toward the Country tn
tore where they usually gather af- co
r the evening meal to smoke and wi
vap yarns, on the bench about the so
d tin-plate stove. On arrival it tn
,emed quieter than when l made va
Y other visits and entering the of
ore, fuond the proprietor alone;
1t, he informed me that at this sea- pa
N of the year, the people were tn;
ore or less busy with their farm me
ID garden work and did not visit the cal
ore but little during the warm the
ason. of
1 asked about the four friends and int
replied, unless one of them is of
tx they will all be here very SOON,
d looking through the window, he
inted up the street and said, they
e coming. Sure enough, coming the
wards the store were the four old arc
ends, in single file, stepping along tho
lively gate for their age. At the ella
ad of the column was a man who or
d been so badly afflicted with tiol
at my former visit, and cur
W he was the most active of the atti
We met with hands extended the
iNNafter a general hand-shake yer
ned to my formerly afflicted day
end and asked, Has a miralce was
IN performed in your behalf? He vot,
lied, almost, let me tell you about was
and continued. and
About a month ago. I received a soa.
Ter from an old 1adV friend who lon