Block · one region of the page, as the scanner read it. It may hold a whole story, part of one, several, or an advertisement; stitching blocks into articles is the next step. Text is supplied OCR.
Page 2 · column 4 of 9 · from the scan, no model involved
this one rang the cash register for $80. A what-not went for $35 and a five-foot pine cradle was put to sleep for $25. Frequently the auctioneer sold “old-timey” trinkets and items that “weren’t born yesterday” for prices according to the desire and number of bidders.
It has been said that what is one man’s trash is another’s treasure, and a Virginia auction is just the spot to prove the adage. One woman, chewing out her husband for passing up an eleven dollar bid on a trundle bed, said with clinched teeth, “and didn’t you see that was real old pine?” A three foot dough board with a hang hole was lent aura of interest and age by a former servant of Mrs. Bessie Huff. She told of seeing the lady of the house kneading bread on the self same board when she went to work for her 50 years ago. Oh yes, the price was four bucks and the woman purchaser walked away claiming it a treasure.
About this time, there was a sharp cry and a murmur ran through the crowd as necks were stretched in an effort to see a huge black snake in the lower branches of a nearby tree. He made the unfortunate error of descending to closely too the ground and was promptly dispatched by Mr. Audie Weaver of Green Hill Farm with his long hickory walking stick. Eye measurements are entirely untrustworthy, but as the snake’s head hung to the ground, three feet of its tail remained curled in the branches above Mr. Weaver’s head.
A good auctioneer knows his public and Mr. Jenkins, who is one of the best, left the chairs and beds until late in the sale so as folk tired or the baby got heavy, they could relax in the free parking and still not miss any of yie show. Another fine provision was made by the members <^f First Baptist Church of Washington, who served a choice of homemade cake with white icing or chocolate mint, and hamburgers, hot dogs, soft drinks and coffee. Just after Mr. Jenkins had sold an iron wood stove “without a carburetor” for $32 and before he got to an old
88.6%