The Lehi sun. [volume] (Lehi, Utah) 1913-1949, 1921-06-09

swer and so the days journey began
often. near it's end, they came 10
some lonely farmhouse. Always sam
son would stop and so to the door
10 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 Outtereu
bread and had been cherished since
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. II should be said, the hope
OF Betsey. Joe's interest was merely
An echo Of hers. He regarded babies
with an open mind, as 1t were, for
the opinions OF his sister still had
some weight with him. she being q
year and a half older than he, but
babies invariably disappointed him.
their capabilities being so restricted.
Stlll, not knowing what might happen,
he always took a look at every baby.
The children were lifted out OF the
wagon to stretch their legs at sloughs
and houses. They were sure to be
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 In
the barn and tarry until next morn
ing. This was due in part to the visit
full faces OF the little chlldren-a fact
unsupported by their parents. What
motherly heart could resist the silent
appeal OF children's faces or fail to
understand IT'D Those were memorable
nights for Sarah and Joe and Betsey. In
a letter to her brother the woman said
"YOu don't know how good 1t seems
TO see a woman and talk to her, and
we 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 1t fell
to have a little warm body In my
arms again and feel 1t breathlngl In
all my life l never saw prettiei
baby. II felt good to be In real
house and sleep In soft, warm bed
and to eat Jelly and cookies and fresf
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
cent and gave US a dozen eggs In {
basket and a piece Of venison wher
we went away"
On a warm, bright day In the san,
country they came to a crude, hal
finished, frame house at the edge O.
wide clearing. The sand lay II
drifts on one side Of the road.
had evidently moved In the last wind
A sickly vegetation covered the field
A ragged, barefooted man and tire,
scrawny, ill-clad children stood In tn,
dooryard. II was nOOntlme. A mon
grel dog, with a bit Of the hound II
him, came bounding and barking to
ward the wagon and pitched upo
Sambo and quickly got the worst o
II. Sambo, after much experience
In self-defense. had learned that tn
best way out OF such trouble was I
seize leg and hang on. This h
did. The mOngrel began to yelp. San
son lifted both dogs by the backs O
their necks, broke the hold Of Samb
and tossed aside the mongrel, VIII
ran away whining.
"That reminded me OF a bull ths
tackled a man over In Vermont" h
said. 1.-THE man had a club In hi
hand. He lodged and grabbed tn
bulls tail and beat him all over tn
lot. AS the bull roared. the man ho
Tered: I'd like to know who bega
this fuss anyway"
The stranger laughed.
"Is that your house1" Samson said
The man stepped nearer and an
swered In a low, confidential tone
"Say. mister. this is a combination
poorhouse and idiot asylum. an
the idiot. These are the poor"
He pointed to the children.
you don't talk like an idiot" sale
Samson.