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John Crossley himself also became a carpet-weaver with his uncle; and when his apprenticeship was finished, he went to weave for Mr. Currer, a large carpet manufacturer at Luddenden Foot. While working at this factory, his master built a large fine house to live in. He thought he had money enough saved for the purpose, but circumstances proved that he had not. Mr.

Yet during that time Martha Turner saved thirty pounds by sheer thrift. John Crossley, the founder of the Crossley firm, and the husband of Martha Turner, was originally a carpet-weaver. One night, when working at the loom, he was taking his "drinking," and on laying down his black bottle it fell and broke.

"Can you keep a secret?" said Ump, leaning down from his saddle. The old woman's face lighted. She put her hand to her ear and craned her neck like a turtle. "Yes," she said, "I can that." "So can I," said Ump. The old carpet-weaver snorted. "Humph," she said, "when you git dry behind the ears you won't be so peart." Then she waved her hand to me.

Then she turned to me. "Which way did you come, Quiller?" she asked. "Over the bridge," said I. Now there was no other way to come, and the old carpet-weaver turned the counter with shrewd good-nature. "Maybe you know how the bridge got there," she said. "I've heard that the Dwarfs built it," said I, "but I reckon it's talk." "Well, it ain't talk," said the old woman.

"We are almost at Aunt Peggy's house. Don't stop to dig a well." And we broke into a gallop. Aunt Peggy was one of the ancients, a carpet-weaver, pious as Martin Luther, but a trifle liberal with her idioms. The tongue in her head wagged like a bell-clapper. Whatever was whispered in the Hills got somehow into Aunt Peggy's ears, and once there it went to the world like the secret of Midas.

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