1901 
THE RURAL NEW-YORKER 
763 
In the morning we started in good 
spirits for the Gap. We were right in 
the mountains, and climbed up, up, up. 
At last we got out and looked around, 
and it was lovely. We walked miles that 
day. At noon we camped, under a large 
pine and had our luncn of chicken, 
horseradish, bread and butter, tea and 
cookies. But we don’t feel much like 
eating, and are not lightening the load 
as fast as the horses are. After giving 
them a good rest, we started off again; 
and in a little while reached the Bou¬ 
quet River, a beautiful stream; then we 
reached Elizabethtown, and Fred came 
out of the post-office, his face all beam¬ 
ing, the “Hawk’s” letter in his hand. 
My, I was glad to get it! 
I do not wonder that people like the 
Adirondacks; for it is just grand. Our 
carriage brake is fine, and it was fun to 
see Fred work it at first. Tell Brother 
Seldon that yesterday we passed a band 
of gypsies, and the man smiled on Fred 
and wanted to trade horses. He insisted 
that he wanted to trade, and we had 
hard work to get away. He thought he 
had met a friend and fellow traveler. 
Elizabethtown is a lovely place, just out 
from the forest, and has five hotels, four 
churches and very many fine shade trees. 
It is quiet and homelike, for the city 
people have not reached there yet. After 
we left it we followed the river a long 
way, but Fred would not stop to fish, 
for he wanted to reach the “Promised 
Land.” Then we turned off, and up 
through scattered hamlets all the after¬ 
noon. At seven o’clock we found a place 
to stop, and as we had to leave the car¬ 
riage out doors, Fred chained McKinley 
under it. He would not let anyone go 
near it. We made an early start next 
morning, and then again up, up, up, we 
went. Had to walk, and Fred put on 
the brake three times on the hill and 
rested the horses. All day we were 
climbing hills, and at last we went down 
some, toward night. I said to Fred; 
“Well, dear, this is like life; it is not 
all up hill.” 
He looked at me with his first smile 
since we started, and answered: 
“We are sometimes up, and we are 
sometimes down; but still, we are south¬ 
ward bound.” 
Well, it was through the woods, “the 
forest primeval,” hour after hour. At 
night we came to a schoolhouse just off 
the road, and I was so tired that we 
stopped there. There was a good shed 
near. I thought I was in Jersey, for the 
whippoorwill sang all night. I was so 
glad to hear it again. I said to Fred the 
next day that I did not see why they 
made such a fuss over the cutting down 
of the Adirondacks, for we must have 
passed at least three or four dozen trees 
the day before (?). 
Well, we followed roaring torrents; 
drove on the edge of precipices, climbed 
high mountains, and crossed rivers. (I 
just read this to Fred, and he said, “You 
take too much poetic license, you!”) 
Of all the lovely places I have ever 
seen, Schroon Lake is the most beauti¬ 
ful. Lots of hotels and churches, and so 
much wealth. On one place they had 
a lawn of about four acres. We fol¬ 
lowed the river from there, and at last it 
took us into the woods again, and we 
had our dinner. On again in the woods, 
and about two o’clock we came to a fork 
in the road, and did not know which to 
take; so Fred left me and walked over 
a mile to find out at a hut, where they 
were so very poor that they were all in 
rags; but one of the boys had a “bike,” 
and the other boy was trying to get one. 
I told Fred that I wished I had let him 
go the road he wanted to. He jumped 
in the wagon with a laugh. “If we had 
taken the wrong road you would have 
told the Hawk that ‘Fred was on one of 
his exploring expeditions.’ ” Towards 
dusk we found a deserted place, with a 
nice barn for the horses, and a shed for 
the wagon. We had a good night’s rest. 
As Fred was walking his horses at 
Warrensburg a nice hotel-keeper came 
out and talked to us. He liked our 
wagon, and said that it was just the 
thing for camping. I told him that we 
were dirty and demoralized, and would 
be taken for gypsies, I was afraid. He 
laughed, and said that he went camping 
every Summer, and that people took him 
for everything except what he really 
was. We are treated so nicely and every¬ 
one takes us for what we are. The road 
from Warrensburg is a toll road, and 
lovely, and we went along fairly well. 
We found a change of trees there. We 
came to our dear old chestnuts, and 
they are used for railroad ties and for 
other things, as we use cedar at home. 
In the Adirondacks there is a good deal 
of variety in the soil. Lake George is 
lovely. We had a beautiful afternoon. 
I would have liked to stay there a week, 
but we had to get on. We struck right 
into a good road, through sand and 
woods. After going quite a way, we 
found a place where we would spend the 
night, but, as Fred said, “Their noses 
were too red for him,” so we went on, 
and after a while we came to a house 
where there were three rough-looking 
men, so we went again, struggling 
through the sand and dark. Fred walked 
and I sat in the carriage with drooping 
spirits. At about nine o’clock we saw a 
break in the trees, and a nice brick 
house. The man was just closing up for 
the night. He let us put our horses in 
the barn, and we drew up the carriage 
close to the house. They were very nice, 
and we had a good night’s rest. They 
caught that same storm that we had the 
afternoon we left home, but up there it 
was terrible. When the woman of the 
house saw the storm coming she went 
out to get the milk pans, and the light¬ 
ning struck them and ran across her 
chest and down her arm and her leg. 
They took her into the house, and she 
had just got so that she could stand on 
her feet, and they thought she would be 
a long time getting over the shock. 
Her mother and sister were taking care 
of her. The sister was a bright young 
girl. The land is so very poor; no grain 
but buckwheat is raised. She said: “We 
do not depend on our farms for our sup¬ 
port; it is from the lumber that the 
money comes.” I asked them if they did 
not get lonely. “Why, no; we have 
neighbors!” So they had, a mile away. 
Well, we started off early the next morn¬ 
ing, and, as we drove along, saw lots 
of lumber and sawmills. 
We reached Luzerne early. It is a 
charming place; four churches and nice 
stores. There we crossed the Hudson, 
and reached Hadley. The mail was just 
in, and so we got your letters, ordered 
the others to be sent on, and Fred sent 
the little pine trees, one for each of our 
three nieces and one for our dear Hawk. 
(They came safe, and “the Hawk’s ’ is 
growing well, and is a beautiful little 
tree.) 
We soon left Hadley, and into sand 
and pine trees again. We followed the 
Sacondaga River, and found at last a 
lovely camping ground in the pines, and 
strawberries near. Went to the river 
and had a good bath, then supper, and 
then to bed. At about 10 o’clock the 
horses were so uneasy that Fred was 
afraid to leave them tied, so he loosened 
them, and we watched them. They both 
started for home, and ne had a good 
chase for them, but all returned at last, 
safe and sound, and we went to bed 
again. In the morning we traveled over 
the worst road we have yet struck, and 
we do not live in the sand hills down 
South, you better believe! We have had 
enough sand to last us the rest of our 
lives. We passed five hamlets, and then 
found a farmhouse and a nice place for 
the horses, and had a good night's rest. 
When we awoke the ducks were quack¬ 
ing, and Fred asked me if it did not 
seem like home. They are kind, nice 
people, and they have a lot of children; 
all great singers. A lovely boy, 17 years 
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while Teething. It is the Best. — A.4v. 
old or so, with curls. I went to get some 
water to wash the dishes, and told his 
mother that it was a shame for boys to 
have curls; that my husband had curls 
when I married him, but he said that I 
had taken all the curl out of his hair. 
The boy said, “Women are enough to 
take the curl out of any man’s hair.” 
We go over 20 miles a day. That is all 
we can do at first. When we get out of 
this sand and on hard roads we can do 
better. r. k. w. 
Pocket Money for Home Girls 
All honor to the girl who wishes to 
earn money, and yet feels it her duty to 
stay at home and “Make things pleasant 
in one little place.” Not knowing the 
circumstances and situation of her 
home, it is not easy to advise, but the 
result of different experiences may be 
recorded. There are many girls who 
have undertaken the care of poultry, on 
shares, or with a little fiock of their 
own on their homestead, and found it 
profitable, when near a town market. I 
know a girl who lives with her widowed 
mother, and has a garden where she 
keeps bees. She has overcome all fear 
of them, and studied their habits and 
management to advantage. I spoke to 
her recently, and she said that the bees 
had wintered and summered well; that 
the season had been profitable. The 
pound sections sold at from 12 to 16 
cents, and the strained honey at 10 cents 
per pound. Wax was troublesome to 
manage, but when melted and clarified 
brought 30 cents per pound, and found 
ready sale, as the nuns were anxious to 
get it for candles. She could not tell me 
the value of each hive, but had found it 
a profitable business. 
Then Lillie Baylis wanted some pocket 
money, and the only thing she knew 
how to make that she thought salable 
was peanut brittle and butter scotch. 
She spoke to a prominent grocer in a 
near-by town. He entered into the pro¬ 
ject, only insisting that the name “L. 
Bayiis” be printed on each box. He gave 
it a trial, and sent for more, and Lillie 
had to get an assistant the next year. 
I know a girl who bought a crate of 
jelly pots and a barrel of sugar. She 
gathered all the small apples and wind¬ 
falls in her father’s orchard, and made 
delicious apple jelly, that found ready 
sale. Another bright little girl who made 
ice cream that everybody liked, gave 
some of her time to the subject, and 
taKes orders from the Summer resi¬ 
dents, that pay her well. Many years 
ago in Tile R. N.-Y., I gave an account 
of an acre of ground that brought me 
in over $100 a year in celery, besides 
other marketable products. The same 
land now brings that money from the 
sale of currants and grapes. The latter 
are sold quite cheap to a girl, who makes 
grape juice and sells it to customers at 
25 cents a bottle. Her friends supply 
the bottles, and as half a pound of sugar 
is sufficient for three pints of juice, there 
is a fair profit, in half-pin u bottles. The 
grapes are first heated in a preserving 
kettle, the juice then being strained, 
sugar addeu, and again brought to a 
boil, when it is bottled and corked 
hot—the quicker the better, to avoid 
fermentation. The work is not difficult 
nor tiresome. But readers will say, 
“Everyone has not grapes or land so 
easily obtained.” For these there may 
De other employments found. The other 
day, as I sat beside a full basket of un¬ 
darned socks, I wished that one of these 
little girls who want money would agree 
to come in and help, or, if necessary, 
carry the socks home to mend. But girls 
have such foolish ideas often that they 
do not like it to be known that they are 
willing to work for others. My advice is 
to put your pride in your pocket and 
keep it there. 
My charwoman, who is often laid up 
in Winter by rheumatism, earns a good 
deal of money by making rag rugs. 
She blends the colors nicely, and sews 
them strong, so that they are well worth 
the money paid, and Summer residents 
purchase them for their country houses. 
This has become a business in a certain 
town in Maine, where they have learned 
to work up wool and cloth in an artistic 
manner, but any girl who can make col¬ 
ors harmonize can do salable work. I 
know an old lady, who has to sit most 
of the time in her chair—yet she has 
tmade beautiful kniftted counterpanes, 
that woulq be preferred by many to ones 
bought. One lady, with only a back gar¬ 
den, has set up as a florist. She grows 
the flowers best suited to mix with those 
she has to purchase, and gets her bulbs 
in quantity for pots to force for Winter 
sales. A great feature last Christmas 
was small grape baskets filled with earth 
and planted with Roman hyacinths, just 
in bud, the top of the basket covered 
with moss, making them very attractive. 
Each locality must determine for itself 
the best method of earning money at 
home, but if I had to choose I should 
at once take up the business of poultry, 
as both suitable and interesting, as well 
as profitable for a girl at home, who 
knows the meaning of economy, 
A woman in the neighborhood adds 
materially to a limited income by the 
aid of a knitting machine. She is an 
expert at the work, and is employed by 
the large stores in the near-by city, to 
make socks and stockings, mitts and 
caps. It is work that any young girl 
can learn, and is interesting and clean. 
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