Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1909-12-10

,;oht he discovered a grayish ngure
living on pile Of bags behind a steam,
inc vat. II was a man asleep. his heao
resting on sack Of flour.
.Tbats the sick helper said Morah'
"The one who has typhoid feverF
1--WE don't know what kind OF feVer
1t is" NJ
..Rut he ought not to be here. He
ought not to be sleeping on that sack
of flour. You won't use the Hour VIII
you"
Moran laughed. "The Hour mes
sleeping on? Sure, we'll use IL. we
don't mind a little thing like that
Uaggleton took of his coat and pre-
pared to work.
"I'Tl start you at something easy
said Moran-'down here"
They went to the ovens. where tue
"third hand" was taking out Datch
of finished loaves. about 100 or them
ranged along In yellow circles on tue
hot brick floor. He stood at the iron
door. thrusting In long handled, nat
wooden shovel, on which by quick
movement b. would slide two or three
of the crack ny loaves and then draw
them out
Now" said Moran TO Haggleton,
las he takes 'em out on the peel you
nut 'em in these boxes" He pointed
| to pile Of wooden trays. When you
get a box full brush em over with the
| stuff in that can. It's potato water, TO
| give 'em good color"
| Moran illustrated this operation once
and then left the old man to continue
It. which he did to the best of his abil'
ity. Occasionally the third hand
would lay down his peel and stop to
cough Then he would spit on the
| floor and go back to his work.
Nov run 'em up to the shop" or
dered Moran when they had finished
take 'em off"
You're pretty fair helper,
chuckled Moran; Ought to be worth
So a week"
"More than that" replied Haggie
ton. where did you get the potato
water ! put Oh those loaves? | meaI
the water, not the potatoes"
There. at the sink Yes. the ont
with no trap to 1.-THE typhoid fevel
sink. You're thinking 1t won't do PEG
pie any good to eat that bread. May
be not Huh! Now you can do SOM
kneading"
They went to a long trough wher'
the tobacco chewer was In hand 4
hand conflict with great mass O
dough, three or four hundred pounds
that seemed to writhe and 'quiver II
his arms like live creature.
you watch him awhile and then d.
the rest" said Moran.
Haggleton watched the "secont
hand" and presently took his turn a
the trough and struggled with tn
dough. For twenty minutes he turne,
the sticky. sodden mass over and owe
upon itself, kneading 1t and crushing
it down and tearing 1t apart until hi
whole body ached.
"That'n do" relented Moran finally
What are those brown stains in tn
trough?' asked Haggleton.
Moran examined the stains an
frowned. THAT fool has been drill
bling tobacco juice In the dough agar
petro," he said sharply, "loOk there
Haven't told you to spit on the foe
if you have to spit%
Wen make a baker Of you We
Jackson" grinned the foreman. "B,
fore the loaves 60 into the oven "
brush 'em over with eggs to get mic
brown. You can do that. Here's th
can and brush, and the eggs are |
that box. Break half a dozen In til
can and go ahead"
Haggleton obeyed, but present.
came back to Moran, holding the ca
, at arms length and wrinkling his nos
with little shifts. '"These eggs a,
bad"
Are, eh? Well, what do you expe,
for 80 cents a hundred?"
Il didn't think you would use ba
EGGS said the old man.
! You're not here to think, Mr.. Jac'
son. l told you what to do. Now do II
, So the night advanced, and Hagel
ton worked with scarcely a pause. E
rolled barrels and dragged bags ,
fresh flour was needed; he carrie
COKE Tor the fires and split wood: |
helped at the sponging tubs; he site
hour; he bent over the kpeadir
trough; he carried boxes; he DIRE
water at the sink; he worked the dun
waiter; he stood by at the ovens. az
he never complained. At 10 O'Clock
thought his strength had failed hir
he was sore all over and sick a,
weak, but he forced himself to keen O
AT midnight he asked for few mi;
utes' rest. but Moran shook his hea
he must do his work; another batch
loaVes was ready-ready for the EGG
Inc eggs! His stomach at last reyol
ca, and he had violent fit of yomi
ing.
knocked out, Ell" said Mora
Lie down there"
5 Ihe old. man lay down on some ba,
6 u Tour. He groaned, and for a lol
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