The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1900-05-06
TAKEN FOR A TRAMP.
Wealthy JeweIer Tinnny's Expert
cnce Among shnkers

lFrom the New York Evening World)
Charles L. Tiffany, head Of the great
jewelry house. was az Poland Spring House
enjoying the Maine mountains and climate,
and one afternoon went for a long walk.
He didn't find the COW pastures and the
blackberry lots as smooth walking as It is
in Central Park. but il was beautiful He
went on and on.
At last he stopped TO take his bearings
He was lost. Nothing but stretches OF
sweet fern, dotted here and there by giant
bull thistles, covered the vast hillsides
around him
Mr. Tiffany did what any sensible man
would have done. He steered by the sun,
and after an hour and a half Of struggling
through blackberry brambles and over beds
of ferns and ground hemlock he came out
on rocky road. At the top OF the next
hill was a tiny village with snow white
houses against the blue of the sky
Weary and worn he walked up to the
place. His clothes were torn. He did not
look like the great New York jeweler.
The blackberry prickers had scratched his
hands and face. But he enjoyed the ad-
venture. II was a new experience. He
hadn't the least idea where he was
once in The village he recognized the pc
culiar dress Of the women and the long
hair Of the men. Il was the Shaker village
two or three miles from Poland Spring
House.
over the door OF one OF the houses was
Trustees Office. Visitors are always well
come" Seeing a cool looking well with
an old fashioned sweep he went up TO the
door with the intention Of asking for a
drink
Aunt Aurella. one of the sweet faced.
tender hearted elderesses Of the village.
answered the bell. The sight Of the weary.
travel stained stranger told its own story.
No knigh, Of the road was ever turned
away from that hospitable door And be
fore the rich New Yorker realized that he
was taken for one IN distress he was seat
ed in the quiet sitting room and the women
in the Shaker kitchen below were hurried
" preparing a lunch in Aunt Aurelia's
private dining room.
The sister herself came in with a dust
broom and a pitcher Of iced lemonade
once or twice Mr. Tiffany was about to
explain who he was and 10 say that he
was a guest at the Poland Spring House
but she gave him no chance.
1t is a dreadful thing TO be out Of work
sir but thee should thank God thee has thy
strength and health" said Aunt Aurela
as be slipped his lemonade in refreshing
mouthfuls.
Il am not exactly out OF work my good
woman. but II there rs anything can 40
to help the community
NAY. nay, Thou art tired. and the men
have finished the haying. Thou shalt rest
a little. and then 20 thy way again"
Mr.. Tiffany began 10 enjoy the exper-
fence A glance at the little mirror in the
room explained why she took him for a
wanderer a little after. in spite OF his
protests he was sitting in the dining room
downstairs with a Shaker sister bustling
around the room.
Mr.. Tiffany has enjoyed many good meals
in the course OF his active life. He knows,
for instance. what d dinner can be at the
Holland House or the Waldorf Astoria. But
in all his life b. has never enjoyed lunch
as much as ne did that one.
Perhaps the romance OF Il added to the
flavor OF the meal The fact that every
thing came from the farm OF the Shakers
was another thing The lightbread, he
was told. was made OF -four ground out
In their own mill The honey was from
the row Of hives down among the clover
in the orchard; the preserves fren the
dark cellars; the berries from the sunny
gardens where the little Shaker lassies
in their demure sunbonnets worked all
day pulling weeds and killing time.
But II was the ordinary meal OF the
Shakers.
AT last the guest could eat no more and
rose with sigh Of regret. From the back