FATHER GETS LOST

DURING our first winter in Klickitat, a family left the neigh Father bought their groceries and other supplies. He had no horse yet, so made a large sled, and went to the vacated house to get his store of supplies, hauling the sled by hand. Before he reached home a dense fog came up, and as there were no fences nor lanes to guide him, he became confused, and wan over the prairie. All day he trudged on, seeing no fence or house nothing to tell him where he was. He still clung to the sled with its precious supplies. Finally he saw a light and turned his weary steps toward it. At last he stumbled up to the door and knocked. Mr. Pitman came to meet him, and he was taken in and warmed and fed.

There was a trail broken from the Pitman home on to our place, so the next morning the weary Father reached home with his welcome groceries.