Middletown transcript., 1908-05-02

sistant, smiling.
Now, for instance, continued
the elder man, pointing to the
articles hanging on line over
head. Look at that quilt isn't it
a beauty9 It's good enough for a
kings bed. Looks like the art
needlework of the Middle Ages.
I never saw one just like it.
That's pretty fine workmanship.
Look at that tracing. He turned
to his companion. Why, what's
the matter, johnson?
The younger man stood silently
grasping the railing and gazing
with wide-open eyes at the quilt,
while his face had turned, sud-
denly, almost colorless. He did
not seem to notice what his CON-
panion had said, but leaning for
ward he drew the attendant to-
ward him excitedly.
Can you tell me the name of
the person who made that quilt?
he asked.
No, sir. We only know them
by the numbers. This was made
by No. AZ. The keeper of the
poor.farm could tell you.
How far is it to the poor.farm?
About five miles out, on the
Morris pike. The place is we'll
worth visiting, sir; you
He turned to continue his infor-
nation, but he was alone. The
excited but not usually impolite
Johnson had grasped his COM
panion by the arm and fairly
dragged him from the building.
What is it, Johnson? the elder
man asked.
| Don't ask me yet. I may be
wrong again. the younger man
replied, rushing up to the driver
of a more than usually elaborate
turnout which had just been
driven into the enclosure with q
party of village people, and on
which was a sign: "To the
| Grounds-25 cents.
Can you drive US to the poor
farm? he asked the driver.
| Yes, l could; but it would cost
a fve-dollar bill to-day. You see
this is rubber tired rig, and to
day is our harvest, an
Get US there in half an houl
and we won't quarrel about the
hold-up, calculated Johnson, a:
they sprang into the carriage
Now, let them go.
Do you think, possibly, you
mother may have made it
queried the elder man, gently, al
the equipage dashed through th'
gates and straight out into th'
country.
Oh, I don't know. I presum'
that it's another mistake and
false clue like they all are, bu
back at home there was a gull
like that on the bed in the spar
, room, and my mother made il
Made it and designed it and all
, I'm a fool to think that she mad
this one, too, but / can't res
until I find out. I've been dis
! appointed so often that it won
, matter. I suppose that it is lud
, icrous to follow up a crazy lea'
E like this, but l can't help it.
Washington County was prou'
, of it's poor.farm, and it had rea
, SIN to be. The buildings wer
, of brick and everything wa
f spick, span and spacious. T
inspect it was a delight. To liv
: in it was similar to residing in
r department store. 1t provided
, warm, clean, comfortable shelter
: where there was enough to ca
and to wear-and that was all
One of the treats of the year t.
the inmates was a ticket each +
: the fair on the last day and OF
this particular day there wer
only sat home" as it were, tn
idiot boy, the two idiot girls
: Crazy Sal, who had to be KEEP
: locked in her room; the paralytic
= who had been sent to the poor
l farm from District No. IL; oil
Niger Williams, who was de
t prived of the trip for a punish
t ment because he had "cooned
; melons from the keepers privat
, patch and a white haired oil
: woman who, because she didn'
} care much for the fair anyway
, had been kindly allowed to re
main at the farm and scrub ou
r the Railways and the big, bar
t sitting-room as an especial stint
3 The old woman had finished he
work, and she was very tired
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