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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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heloidy. And the loidy was elected. Any one who has lived in the West, whena frontier town was changed to a city,knows the hopeless difficulty of getting thecity council away from petty squabblesdown to business. Minneapolis sidewalks were famous for up-hills and down-dales and nails and loose boards. Mrs. Van Cleves way of nailing a lesson in with ajoke; and the very next day the men gotbusy on those sidewalks. Years passed, more than half a century,and the sunset of life was drawing on.One evening the doorbell of the houserang. She happened to be near as anelderly gentleman was ushered in. Hestood looking her in the eyes strangely. Is this Charlotte? he asked. Like a scroll the years rolled back.Again she was running across the parade Charlotte Ouisconsin Van Cleve 199 ground to-wards a small fair-haired lad smiling onher fathers porch. Is this Andrew? she returned; andthe two old people whohad not metfor sixty yearsgrasped hands,gether,drewand his sister to the Together Andrew Tully and his foster sister drove old
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Image: Major Lawrence Taliaferro — An Indian Agent, yet an honest man (Fort Winnebago (at Portage, Wisconsin) - fort. As they were leaving, the bugle blew for orderly call. Mrs.Van Cleve had grown very deaf. The commanding officer ordered the bugler to go across and sound the call close to the carriage.The stirring notes rang out as of old, yond hearing of bugle or . setting the echoes of memory fly-ing, memories of almost a century. Ghost figures emerged from the past, for both the woman and the man listening in the carriage, visions blurred by tears, of a transformation almost undreamed!Who of all the old companions remainedto answer theroll call? None but they two, the Daughter of the Regimen t, and the waif of Indian Massacres! And in March of 1907, she, too, had gone be- roll call.

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