The Mathews journal. (Mathews C.H. [Court House]) 1903-1937, 1905-08-31


after we had been SILENTLY
sitting for several minutes watchinr
the mist that was creening over tho
moohit water and listening to the
chirp OF the crickets i'm the grass. He
always began n story by stating the
moral. His way was to present some
conclusion and then prove it by 4 ppr.
sonal experience.
was thinking of my sister," he
explained. "She once saved lis hotb
from n fearful death. If it had not
oeen for her ready wit l should have
been a biscutw
AT TINS every one Strengthened ND
percepubly. Mr. Colchester's stories
were always interesting.
Perhaps all of you do not know that
my father was cracker manufactur-
err, he continued, "and that bc had =
shop with machinery and three ovons
IN It or course that would bp CON
. sidered nothing to-day. when there are
bakeries that supply thousan nds of peo-
pie III every part of the country. but
When L was boy J remember | used
10 wonder that there. were enough
mouths TO consume all that nv fathers
workmen made.
L often went down to the shop. for
IL was really fascinating to watch the
mixers turning the great rolls of dough
over and over, and see the cutting ma
cnlnes chopping long strap of it into
\ little sticky Jumps. Then old Carberrv.
Kthe baker. would toss the pieces which
mad been patted and nodded by hand
on the tiled floor of the oven. Some.
times my sister Margaret used to 90
with me, for we were great chums
ana ii was on one of those occasions
that we got into trouble
'The-Tlay, remember. had been
rainy, and after n discoura ging attempt
TO amuse ourselves i'll the house, Mar
garet said, Let's take umbrellas and
go down to the bakery.
Il was so glad of the suggestion that
i forgot it was the noon hour, when
the men would be gone and the ma
chinery shut down. 1t wasn't until we
saw the deserted room that we remem
bered it,
"'Well. said l, we are bright. aren't
we? But let's look round-Tu tell Won.
let's look at the cool oven
"'COol Ovenr excla lined NIarrora. i'm
surprise.
Il explained 70 her that in the or
dinary course of business only two
ovens were used. and that unless there
were extra orders there was ALWAYS one
oven which was out of commission.
being shut of from the furnaces below
by the big sheet-iron dampers.
raised the latch of the heavy door
q and bent down to look across the tlat.
tiled surface inside.
It's just like cave. isn't it. Bob?
cried my sister; and I laughed at the
idea and asked her whether she OK.
pected to see bear or robber walk
out
"'Of course I don'tr she said. for she
always was on her guard against my
making fun of her. Let's crawl in
All right said !, touching the bricI,
walls to make sure 1 hadn't made q
mistake; and then followed her in,
side through the gloomy opening.
Will it get my dress dirtyY Mar
garet asked, out of the darkness.
y No, indeed said l. They have tc
keep these ovens clean as can be
They're fussy about every speck OF
dust
III had hardly finished when the iror
door behind us shut with resoundins
clang. One of the workmen who had
come back TO work had closed it!
20 Bob. cried my sister. with lit
tle scream OF fright, we're shut in!
Like two biscuits laughed
All we have to do is to shout ant
some one will come.
But Margaret was really scared
and groped Der way near me to put hel
hand on my shoulder. / confess tn.
darkness and the close stufy air wer,
far from cheerful.
II began 10 cav as loud as could