He mortgaged and sold all he had and kept his
looms going till the war was practically over. His people have not
been idle two months. What do you think of that?"
Some man answered, he did not think it was extraordinary, for John
Hatton of Hatton-Elmete was of the finest blood in England. He
could not help doing the grand thing if it was there to be done.
And then another man took it up and said your blood and family had
nothing to do with your conduct. Many poor spinners would have done
as you did, if they had been your equals in money. Then the first
speaker answered, "We can do without any of your 'equality' talk,
Sam Thorpe. What the cream is, the cheese is. Chut! Where's your
equality now?" Uncle told me much more but that is enough of praise
for you, at once. Martha and I are very happy, and if all the news
we hear is true, I expect you to be living by the factory bell when
we get home. Dear, good John, we love you and think of you and talk
of you all the day long.
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