The Ladies Page

COUNTRY ECHOES


| March/April 1976



BRANDON WISCONSIN RR-2 53919

John Keats, the English poet, during his short and tragic life, wrote some meaningful lines about 'a thing of beauty' being 'a joy forever.' And then we all know the saying, 'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.' I can't seem to run down the source of this one.

I have a neighbor who says she has seen so much 'old stuff' all of her life, she would settle for something new without a second thought. But aren't the old and the new so wonderfully interwoven as to be complimentary one to the other?

My husband reported to me last evening that he had resurrected the harnesses from the best team of horses he ever had and hung them up decently. They had laid in a pile of 'stuff' for years. Oh! What a flood of memories came over me as I remembered that unevenly matched and yet cooperative team. Their fly nets are still around as well. He also hung them up.

Lady was a plump and calm dark brown work horse. Pete was somewhat rangy, more of a roan color. He habitually jumped forward in his harness as though he was going to pull the whole load by himself. But when the load got heavy with fresh fragrant hay, or other produce, Lady dug her steady feet determinedly into the ground and really pulled.

Those were the days when the milk was hauled by sleigh - in emergency, and my Mr. B. was a milk hauler. One awesome winter, snow almost covered us. The telephone rang constantly. 'What are we going to do with our milk?' was the query. It was way below zero and the roads were closed. Plus this, we were so young and inexperienced.