The men teachers and a few boys set out on a walking trip to Fairview and Hendrysburg. It was a beautiful day and we all felt in fine spirits for our journey, which we knew would be at least twenty miles long. We followed the road until we were within about a mile of Fairview and then we crossed a wooded valley and climbed a hill which brought us into Fairview. It is one of those old fashioned, straggling towns which are still to be found along the old national road (US40). After taking in the sights we started on our way to Hendrysburg following the historic pike. There was a short halt at the famous “Crooked Bridge”, and then we were soon in Hendrysburg. We bought the necessary supplies for supper and looked for a spot to build our fire. The spot selected was on Stillwater Creek about a mile from the town. Some gathered wood, others went for water, and others labored over a somewhat stubborn fire. Soon we were enjoying our supper of boiled eggs, meat, crackers, and cookies. An attempt to roast eggs in the ashes proved a failure as the unruly eggs insisted on exploding before they had reached an edible stage. We finished our supper, extinguished the fire and started for home. The walk home was uneventful excepting for a mile of exceedingly muddy road and an occasional concealed wire fence. Once home we were not long in finding our bed and the splendid walk to Fairview has since been a very pleasant memory.
