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Bassett, Sara Ware, 1872-1968

"Flood Tide"

You see, I never had the schoolin' to
manage my notions, even when once I'd got 'em. I know that well
enough. So if I should get a patent on this thing, 'twould be mostly
due to you that's helped me, an' I thank you most humble." His voice
trembled with feeling. "After all you've done--the three of you--you
wouldn't expect me to take money from you for usin' the scheme, would
you? Take it an' welcome, an' may it bring luck to your business! But
there's one thing I would like," he added timidly. "If we should get
them patent papers from the government an' they ain't no particular use
to you, I'd like to keep 'em by me to read over now an' again. 'Twould
sorter make it all seem more real some way, an' less as if I'd dreamed
it. I've imagined this happenin' so many times an' woke up to find
'twas only imaginin's."
The blue eyes softened into mistiness.
"To think of gettin' a patent! To think of it! Celestina will be
glad. I'm afraid, by an' large, I've bothered her quite considerable
with my strings, an' spools, an' tacks, an' such.


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