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Show CABIN CAN DE DOUQHT CHEAP. Poor Place of Abode, However, for Nervous People. A woman librarian tells this tale! "Last summer I was down in tho mountains of Virginia nt ona of tho many 'sweet springs,' onco a famous watorlng-plnco for 'do quality.' One morning In my rambles I found a most delightful log cabin corlly tuckod away on a lodgo with a vlow that I' knew would lnsplro me to grander,' hotter things. Thero was a big living room, a kitchen, and two bedrooms, a porch hung In wild, sweet honeysucKhj, a well and ovon ah old-fashlohod fire? placo, that I Immediately saw with blazing logs when I should hold house ,, H parties In my mountain homo. I In- ' ' quired nnd found I could buy tho cab-In cab-In for M00 and was dotormlncd to own It before tho sun set behind the big bluo western mountains. I went back to prowl around It onco moro. "As I camo around to the back door I saw a llttlo mountain girl In blue gingham dress and pink sunbonnet sitting there. 'Howdy,' she drawled In the mountaineer accent. 'How do you do, llttlo girl, do you live near hero?' 'Yussum, wo-alla llvo up In that air haouso up yond&h. Do you-all live hero?' 'No,' I said, 'but it Is a pretty placo, Is It not?' 'Yussum, woall did llvo hero, onct.' 'Oh I you did, and what mado you move?' I askod, Idly.. 'Copperheads,' sho said, looking Inter' osted. 'There's a nest of copporhoads undor the stono In thnt air flah-place, and the fastor you-all kills 'em the faitor they-all comes. I'll bet paw killed 400 snakes that wriggled up H outer that floor.' "Tho 'For Salo Cheap' sign still hangs on my llttlo mountain cabin." |