The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1902-04-23
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once Fed by shaker sister.
Charles l.. Tiffany. the late head Of
the great jewclry hCusc in New York,
was at Poland Spring House enjoying
the Maine mountains and climate and
one afternoon went for a long walk,
says the Pittsburg Chronicle Tele-
graph. lie went Oh and on At last he
stopped to take lis bearings lie was
lost. Mr.. Tiffany did what any sensl.
BILE man would have done. He steercd
by the sun. and after an hour and q
half Of struggling through blackberry
brambles and over beds Of ferns and
ground hemlock Lie came out on a
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 be walked up to the
place. His clothes were torn. The
blackberry briers had scratched his
hands and face.
Once In the village, lie recognized the
peculiar dress Of the women and the
long hair OF the men. Ii 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 Welcome"
Seeing n cool looking well with an old
fashioned sweep. he went up TO the
door with the intention of asking for
a drink.
Aunt Aurelia, 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 knight OF the road was
ever turned away from that hospitable
door, and before the rich New Yorker
realized that he was taken for one in
distress lie was seated in the quiet sit.
ting room and the women I'm the Shaker
kitchen below were hurrIedly preparing
lunch in Aunt Aurelia's private din
ing room. Once or twice Mr.. Tiffany
was about 10 explain who he was and
10 say that lie was guest at the Po-
land Spring House, but she gave him
no chance.
1T is n dreadful thing TO he out OF
work, sir, but thee should thank God
thee has thy strength and health" said
Aunt Aurella.
II am not exactly out of work, my
good woman, but II there Is anything
can do To help the community
"Nay. nay. Thou art tired. and the
men have finished the haying. Thou
cha ln MI lN
again.
After he had eaten his lunch and
rested for little while the famous
ieweler finally set out on his Journey
over the hills. Sister Aurelia then
quietly pushed a paper box into his
hands. He took it wonderingly.
81 hope that thee'll find work soon"
she said cheerfully.
81 hope So" said he. lifting his hat.
Mr.. Tiffany went down the road
briskly. hugging the pasteboard box
and wondering what was I'm II. At last,
out of sight OF the houses. he sat down
on a stone and opened the hoX. Then
he lay back on the grass and laughed.
but tied the box carefully up again.
1t contained three ham sandwiches,
four doughnuts. two pieces Of apple
pie and glass OF grape Jelly.
That night Mr.. Tiffany and n friend
walked down to the shore of the lake
and spread Aunt Aurelia's lunch on q
fat rock and ate every crumb Of IL.
while Mr.. Tiffany told the story Of his
adventure.
A few days afterward a coach stop.
ped at the trustees Office at the Shaker
village. II was from Poland Spring.
A llveried footman got down and hand.
ed n package TO Aunt Aurelia when she
came TO the door.
"From Mr., Tiffany" he said and
went away.
The Shaker sisters gathered around
In the sitting room 10 see II opened II
was three hundred dollar set OF silver
spoons. knives. forks. etc, each piece
marked "Aurelia."
4 card accompanied H.
In return for the kindness you showed
me after my encounter with the black
berry brambles last week.
CHARLES L. TIFFANY.
New York.
This souvenir Is priced very highly
by the Shakers. Aunt Aurelia tells the
story and laughs to think that she mis-
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