Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1927-08-25
A Personal Experience.


son, and had unanimously agreed to
go to the country to live-to the vii
lage where our son was to teach in
the high school. None of us had any
misgivings about going. 1t is true we
had lived for many years in large
city, but during all those years love
for country life and it's people had
called us. In leaving the old home
place, we were breaking strong ties,
but the future with its new experien-
ces would be ample compensation for
the change. We were going to the
country where people really know
each other, where the tenderest feel
ings find expression in acts of kind
ness and where nature whispers her
soft and gentle notes of friendliness.
To the country with it's bees and
birds and brooks, its streams and val
leys, it's woods and hills; where sick
ness and distress is neighborhood
affair and where neighbors call to
inquire about you and do what they
can to help; where out the kitchen
door of the neighbours house softly
steals a messenger of sympathy I'M
der whose arm is tucked little pack
age containing the choicest morsel
the sick. 1t may be an especially fine
loaf of bread, dish of freshly-made
cottage cheese, a jar of fruit, perhaps
a young chicken, the tenderest of the
flock.
Humorous Side of Packing Up.
Breaking up, packing and moving
has pleasant side, even humorous,
as well as it's pathetic and saddening
angles. One finds so many things in
his possession that he had forgotten
that he owned, that he feels quite
puffed up with proprietorship. He re-
news the acquaintance with old things
which were once new and whose at
fractions though somewhat dimmed,
are still capable at least of arousing
temporary interest. The compan-
ionship of these reinvigorates and
stirs again the fancies of youth re-
viving pleasant recollections of the
past. Poems that were learned at
school and only vaguely understood,
now take on larger, deeper mean
ing really surprising to the mature
mind. 1t is looking at old things with
new eyes and minds trained to think
that makes the difference. Columbus
was not the only discoverer of new
worlds.
Something Still Left.
When you have boxed and Grated
everything that you can, there is still
much left over, comparatively worth
less, I'll admit, except for associa-
tons sake, still you cannot bear to
leave it behind. If you have a Ford.
you now learn it's resourcefulness and
capacity in time of need. Even Sc
dan packed from floor to ceiling, af-
fords cracks and crannias in which
you find many little things can be Sc
creted. And when you come to un-
pack at your destination, the wonder
is that such a small space could hold
so much. Surprises are in store for
you at every turn.
Moving 100 Miles.
Our new home to be, was only a
hundred miles away. The roads were
good and the weather fine, making the
trip enjoyable. Transporting your
household goods by freight entails the
difficulties of packing and loading and
reloading unnecessary when shipped
by motor truck, but the expense is
less and the day of arrival is not
so uncertain as many suppose. Our
goods arrived on the first train pos
sible and upon this we had counted.
Our new home was ready. The dray-
man would be at liberty in few
hours and so before nightfall the ma
chinery for housekeeping was con-
siderably disarranged, we were at
home and had a new interest in
| starting again under new conditions.
Neighbors Drop In.
Neither nationality nor creed guides
mankind in his attitude toward
strangers in the country. There are
no ceremonious forms. You have just
come. At once you become a part
| and parcel of the community. Your
intentions are discerned. Your COM
| ing is known. Your new neighbors
are not Indifferent to your apartness
from the world in which you have
| lived, but rather modest towards your
privacy and careful lest they intrude.
The timorous wait, while the large
hearted active souls, who want you to
share the joys of their living, just
| drop in Informally to give you well
come.
| You soon find unfolding before you
numerous interesting things and are
troubled to know which is first de-
serving of your attention. The town
into which you have come has seen
better days, but each building has a
J story Of some human activity, of some