Mt. Pleasant Pyramid | 1926-09-24 | Page 3 | Where it Went

Where It Went It was well after midnight and darlt cs pitch when the car stopped before the farmhouse. Though there was no sign of a light the motorist blew and blew In the hope of arousing some one. Finally an Indistinct In-distinct figure appeared at the door, and inquired as to the cause of the trouble. "Where does this road go tor Del-lowed Del-lowed the motorist with more vigor than politeness In his tone. "I've lived here seven years, and so far as I've been able to see It hain't never gone anywheres,' replied peevish voice as the door slammed.