In the "Oregonian"
Rain came slanting on an east wind. It rolled down Main street in swift little muddy rivers and gurgled down the drains. Over at the railway station, it made the rickety old root glisten like new.
On the station platform, the crowd huddled close under the shed and chattered like hungry birds on a farmer's fence. They heard the telegraph key clatter inside—and soon the station master came out. He said the limited would arrive in about two minutes.
Less than a minute later, they heard the shrill moaning whistle. Then they saw the limited roaring through the sandy cut in the hills beyond the cemetery. It snorted and sobbed, and the airbrakes sighed as the train puffed into Woodville and came to e stop.
Everybody was saying goodbye once. "Don't forget to write ohe e sure and give our regards "Take the best of care And finally, from out of the crowd, came Grandma Bender.
She was too old to hurry and you could see that it distressed her. But her face was beaming and there was a sparkle in her soft eyes.
At the car steps, she paused again—and she tried to kiss everyone goodbye. They were all there; her sons, and daughters, and grandchildren. And everyone was trying to watch out for grandma.
Before the train started, she clapped her hands gleefully "I had to wait 50 years for a second honeymoon," she shouted. "But here itis"
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.