St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1889-11-16

many PoOPl0 AVE. under the l0pre1
sion. usually . delusion. that they vii
sometime ''come handy"
Among the useless rubbish stowe,
away in Farmer Huff's attic was tn,
frame Of an old carpet loom on whic]
Mrs Hun had woven many . carpet il
her younger days; but years had passe,
since the loom had been in use. Th,
moonlight streaming in through
window showed Mr.. Hun that the atti
door was open. but there was no othe
light in the room.
Harriet Hun !" he called. what II
creation air you doing up there at THU
time O. night? Hunting some NOR,
tormented old rags? Come right bacl
to bed! You'll yet your death O. colo
roamin' round at night"
She took no notice OF his querulou.
remarks. but he heard no more sounds
in the attic. But he <vas too much
troubled to let the matter rest as II
was. and accordingly mounted the
stairs and entered the attic-room
There he saw something that caused
him to open both eyes and mouth with
amaZement.
At the old loom sat NJ r. Hun in her
night clothes. In one hand she held
an old wooden shuttle. while with the
other she fumbled around in a grain
bag full OF carpet-rag balls leaning
against post of the loom. Drawing
forth bail OF the ..hit-an'- miss" rags
she slowly began winding it on tho
shuttle. which she then passed to and
fro through an imaginary warp The
reed and baiten bars were gone. but
Mrs. HUFF went slowly through the mo.
tions Of usin. them.
The amazed Mr.. Hun at once noticed
that her eyes were closed. and his be-
lief that she had become a stark,
staring. crazy loonytic" changed into
the more agreeable thought that she
was sound asleep His eyes rested on
the missing carpet rags. and he men,
tally calculated:
Brought 'em up here herself in her
sleep two weeks ago. oy Jinlss! What.
goin' to become of her il she goes to
maxim carpets both when she's asleep
and awake? Her intelleckshel reason
will give way. That's what'll happen
to her! No born woman could stand
it. and it'll be mighty hard on all OF
US. She shan't make nary mother car
pet! I'll buy body bristles for ev'ry
room in the house first! Harriet Diany
Huff. wake up snd git to bed where
you b'lOng!'
Mrs Hun did not waken. and Mr..
HUFF hesitated before speaking again.
''They say" he said to himself. that
i amt safe to wake up sleep-walkers
Or somnambulances suddenly. Mebbe
she'd have fit il 1 woke her. though
she don't come OF a fifty family. I'll
lust see what she does"
A moment later Mrs. HUFF slowly left
he loom, and. with eyes still closed,
hut the attic door behind her. walked
Town stairs, and returned quietly to
her bed.
1T beats all" said Mr.. Hun, As he
quietly lay down beside her. but she
liant NEEDLE with carpet rags no
more. she shant"
In the morning she said. while dress
ne: Il dreamed bout weaving me a
arpet at my old loom last night I've
lad sev'ral such dreams lately"
"Hev?" queried Mr.. HUI, dryly.
That reminds me that l want to show
GU something in the old loom room.
;Ome right up!"
'.Wait till after breakfast"
mo. I've got more time now"
There you air. Harriet Hum" said
lr. HUFF. dramatically. as he threw
pen the attic door, and waved his
ands toward the bag Of rags.
Gideon HuffT' she said. as she sank |
own on an ola hair-covered trunk.
nth her hands appraised.
I'D say Gideon Hun II was you,"
Q replied; then he went on solemnly. |
shaking his finger toward
err: Harriet Diany HUFF. l amt got
,uch to say to you. but what l do say
solemn and pertickler. and / mean it
you've made your last rag carpet!
our intelleckshel reason is givin'
way under the strain OF it. to SAP
Othin' OF our buds bein' cut up ford
ley're half wore out and you in
iddy pickle and stew over your color
! and twisted stripes You drug
lem rags up here in your sleep. and
s night l ketched you up here goin'
trough weavin' motions in your sleep.
our mental brain powers is becoming
lhausted over carpet rags, and you'vd
" to give 'em up for good and all.
'emiums or no premiums" |
So Mrs HUI. greatly shocked when
Id Of her performances. did give up
| rag carpet making. although the
.autiful twisted stripe Of her visions
I'd dreams became reality as soon as
Q rags could be carried to tho
'idow Watts
Dream-provoking food at midnight
as also wisely given up in obedience
Mr.. Huf's demand that his wife
ould do nothing to impair her intel.
ckshel reason"
This is true story. and the reader
n draw the moral from it y. l.
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