Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1899-06-15
gret going more" !"

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gret going more"
"Maybe that's so, but next weekH be
our county fair, and I'd like you to see
1t. Have you ever been to oneT
I admitted that my education In that
respect had been neglected. For II was
who had spent the summer among the
Jersey hills, and the fund OF good
stories with which my hostess was sup
piled had often entertained me. Hop
| ing for one now l asked, What are
they like, Mrs. ConoverY'
"Well, suppose agricultural exhipi-
tons Is the real name for 'em, but we
don't often say 1t. They generally last
| three or four days. And the farmers
take their best bred stock. and their
biggest fruits and vegetables. Then
| their wives send bread, and preserves,
and iellles; and in the fancy tent they
have patchwork quilts, and embrolder-
les and oil paintings. And the best OF
every class gets premium"
MONEY! queried.
eyes, five dollars or so, but the honor
Is really more than the money"
"WIn you send anythingT was my
next question.
"No, never did but once, and such
time as had then! Shall l tell you
about itT
"Yes, please, I wish you would"
"Well, It was three years ago, the first
year Jimmie come to us. You know
we never had any children and Ezry
was bound to adopt boy. SO he got
Jimmie out Of the orphan asylum down
to Elizabeth"
"Did you send him to the fairY'
asked. Mrs. Conover sometimes needed
; to be brought back to the main track In
her storytelling. Now a shadow cross
ed her placid face as she answered.
; ayes, Jimmie went that year and ey'
cry year since. But I'll go on with my
story. | was lo0kln' over the premium
list when Ezry brought 1t home and !
asked him II he wouldn't enter that Al
derney heifer. She's the cow we cal
Daisy now, and she was so pretty and
tame. But he said no, she wasn't regis
tered, and her keep would cost more
than the premium. And felt real sor
. nv. for | did want one Of them first
premium cards. We was the only one
Of the neighbors that hadn't one.
'SThen saw they'd added new de
partment and would give five dollars
for the best cake, and made up my
mind I'd have that. And when told
Ezry he said, Go ahead, mother. Il
!. anybody in this county can make bettel
. cake than yours I've never ct IT."
81 think Mr.. Conoyer was right"
interrupted.
!. A pleased look passed over the face o
= the story teller as she continued, "A lit
tle while before him and me had beer
!, over to Mahaly Stiles to stay all night
. And on the supper table they had some
thin that looked for all the world lik
a water melon, but when you came t
. eat it was cake. SO / told Ezry wa
going to send for Mahaly's receipt, an
: make that He said 1t was too late, TO
!. that was Wednesday, and the fair open
= ed the next Tuesday. But ! told hiT
IL II went out the next morning coul
u get an answer Friday or Saturday O
the latest, and I'd bake my cake MOI
- day after / did the washing.
. $50 wrote the letter and sent jim
- mie of to mail II, and Friday nigf
- looked for the answer. But Jimm
:. came home empty handed. Saturda
!" afternoon drove old Billy into the Vi
!. lage for the things. got almonds, an
= red sugar, and green sugar. On the wa
- home stopped to the postoffice. Susa
Smell, the same as has It now, had
then.
"And she said there was nothing 81
7 q could give me. was awful disa
: pointed, but thought the letter wou
come Monday mornin'. SO got up
W 4 o'clock so as TO get my washln' on
But Jimmie didn't bring It up from tn
- mail either.
'c' ut was strange" commented,
W. Mrs. Conover paused to take anoth
pair OF socks from the pile she VI
~ darning.
"Are you getting tlredf Well, I'll
through SOON"
81 "Not at all. Please go on"
IL "That night after supper, Jimm
%. came in with dirty postal card In !
hand screamIn' 'auntie, I've got 1t. L
nd got IT,
or. 1--WE had him say 'auntie' and 'unc
On; because, as / told Ezry, " God had ey
meant us to be called father and moth
70; he'd have given US some children OF 0
set own.
ks' II asked Jimmie what he'd got q
he said the letter. He said he thoug
,g I felt SO bad that he run over to
'@ postoffice himself after supper and
pe' san Smell gave him this. Ihad my o