The Arvada enterprise., 1921-12-01
.wer, and 10 the days journey began

swer. and 80 the days journey began.
Often. near its end. they came to
some lonely farmhouse. Always Sam.
son would stop and 60 to the door
to ask about the roads, followed By
little Joe and Betsey with secret hopes.
One Of these hopes was related to
cookies and maple sugar and buttered
bread and had been chsrished slnce
an hour Of good fortune early in the
trip and encouraged By sundry good
hearted women along the road. An
other was the hope Of seeing baby
mainly. It should be said. the hope
Of Betsey. Jos's interest was merely
an echo Of hers. He regarded babies
with an open mind. - 1t were. for
the opinions Of his sister still had
some weight with him. she being .
year and Q half older than he. but
babies Invariably disappointed him.
their capabilities being 20 restricted.
Still. not knowing what might happen,
he always took 4 look at every baby.
The children were lifted out Of the
wagon to stretch their lsgs at sloughs
and houses. They were sure to b
close behind the legs Of their father
when he stood at . strangers door.
Then, the night being near. they were
always invited to put their horses II
the barn and tarry until next morn
INK. This was due In part to the wist.
full faces Of the little children fact
unsupported BY their parents. What
mothefiy heart could resist the silent
appeal OF children's faces q fall to
understand 1T Those were memorable
nights for Sarah and Joe and Bstssy. In
. letter to her brother the woman said:
"You don't know how good it seems
to see q woman and talk to her, and
Ne talked and talked until midnight.
after all the rest were asleep. She
let me hold the baby IN my lap until
1t was put to bed. How good It felt
to have 4 little warm body in my
arms again and feel It breathing! In
all my life I never saw a prettisr
baby. It felt good to be in . real
house and sleep In 4 soft, warm bed
and to eat Jelly and cookies and fresh
meat and potatoes and bread and but
ter. Samson played for them and
kept them laughing with his stories
until bedtime. They wouldn't take
q cent and gave rs dozen eggs In .
basket and q piece Of venison when
W went away"
O. . warm. bright day in the sand
coaAtry they came to . crude. half
finished. frame house at the edge Of
wide clearing. The sand lay IN
deifts on one aide Of the road. Il
had evidently moved In the last wind.
A sickly vegetation covered the field.
A ragged, barsfooted man and three
scrawny. ill-clad children stood in the
dooryard. It was noontime. A mon.
grei dog. with q bit Of the hound II
him, came bounding and barking to.
ward the wagon and pitched upon
Sambo and quickly got the worst Of
It. Sambo. after much experience
In self-defense. had learned that the
best way out Of such trouble was to
seize q leg and hang on. This he
did. The mongrel began to yelp. Sam.
500 lifted both dogs BY the backs o(
their necks. broke the hold Of Sambo
and tossed aside the mongrel. whe
ran away whining.
''That reminded me Of bull that
tackled . man over In Vermont" hs
said. "Tle man had 4 club In his
hand. He lodged and grabbed the
bulls tail and beat him all over the
lot. Al the bull roared. the man hol.
Tered: I'd like to know who began
this fuss anyway"
The stranger laughed.
rs that your hOuse?" Samson raid.
The man stepped nearer and an.
swered In q low, confidential tone:
"Say. mister. this IL comblnation
poorhouss and idiot asylum. I An
the idiot. These are the poor"
He pointed to the children.
"You don't talk Hike an IDIOT" said
Samson.