The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1880-05-28


10 myself that : rs marked token a.
Rebekah at the well, with the pitcher
on her shoulder. | haven't the gold /
earrings and bracelets To offer you. but \
! have all the res, = she added. laughing
nervously.
just now the deacon came in. Now
there Is in the opinion Of his wife but
one reason why Deacon Shackrlford
didn't make the world. lie found il |
already made. And when he came in |
she looked up to him as though Atlas
had come. and she could safely drop
the world on his shoulders and 60 OF
| picking golden apples.
= was just speaking good word
for Mr.. Brodhead TO Bella. Deacon"
said she.
..Ahl and what does Bella sav?" re-
turned the deacon. looking as though il
were question Of investing in real
estate, or the price Of gold
Bella doesn't say anything,n l re-
piled. Certainly not before she is
asked"
You need not wait long. II that is
ALL answered Deacon Shackelford.
.Ill ask you now. Have YOU any OBJ
lection 10 an offer Of marriage from Mr..
Brodhead? There!'
lie very bashful man. Mr.. Brod-
head is. Bella, and so he got us to help
him a little. Why he is in love with
you," interposed Mrs Deacon Shackel-
ford; he is in love with you down TO
his boots"
LET it run out OF his toes, then"
said |, beginning 10 feel like new yeast.
- I'M
the man." persisted Mrs. Deacon
"And think! after awhile you wont
have your grandfather and your Aunt
Susannai to talk to, and you will miss
it II you don't have somebody in their
place. II is best TO think Of these
things. And you won't find kinder
man, If YOU search the world over with
wax candle. than Mr.. Brodhead.
Mr.. Brodhcad is well enough, Mrs.
Shackelford. ! don't deny that. But
the idea OF making proposal of this
sort through middle menv 1t is too
absurdr' l said, laughing, and put on
my hat.
SO went home to my classes in en-
broidcry and drawing, and wax work
to making Aunt S-sannah's caps and
grandfa,her's coffee. My life was full
OF monotonous work in those days; anc
sometimes / had a strange. uncomfort
able impression Of machine wound
up and running without any act Of IL
= own.
One evening when / was putting
away the silvcraf supper, and feel
ing the crcak and crank of the wheel
more than usual, as though the machine
! needed oiling. the front gate slammed
and steps came along up the walk.
:, IL knowed some one was coming
!. I've knowed all day some one was talk
!; : ing of coming" said City Pullen. VIII
.to accommodate" as she often toll
1 us, had kindly consented to rule owe
our kitchen and US with rod of pin
!. Din the form of crutch-)
y As City had no home. no money
- and only one foot of her own. but a
= good as four ears and two tongues.
!. might seem sometimes that the accom-
! mediation was two-sided. However
I. = things are not what they seem.
y ~ knowed it was Mr. Corlissr' Pun
= !. sued City. triumphantly. rs grandfatht
(" opened the door and disclosed the fif
NJ. ures Of our minister and his wife. =
= can tell his step as far of as | can he;
=. il. Did YOU ever notice his cyes?' sh
N continued. They look like two hols
~ burned in blanket. And he holds h
\ head Just ike Deacon Shackelfcrd's o.
q white horse
- And then she disappeared into Il
y. kitchen with her crutch and the ca
- while Aunt Susannah put in her teet
nut on her black silk apron, and wei
~ with her meeting step into the parlo
n. When followed her soon after, l four
~ her talking in as steady flow rs u
- waters came down at Lodore, 10 MI
= Corliss. who sat by the woodbine wi
dow. with hands folded in black netts
~ mitts across her lap. and her tea-color'
~ curls shaking their heads. as 1t were.
~ Inc world and its vanitics; while gran
~ father. who had been senior deacon I
ny fiftv wears. and who had no idea ey'
the church ediiice could stand witho
~ him. was already in deep discussi'
80 with Mr.. Corliss upon the quests
- then absorbing and disturbing US. as
~ whether our Sabbath School shou
I hereafter be called Sunday School.
NJ IL can never consent 10 have rel
u ious organization known BY heath
- name.r grandfather was saying, as
my heard him say half hundred times |
fore.
And Mr.. Corliss, with his sere
IA white head bent toward him. was thir
~, ing how he could braid in one the foss
49, lied fathers and the versatile sons
~ the church.
~ SO there was nothing for me to
IL, but to sit and smile and listen;
~ grandfather and Aunt Susannah W.
~ =, not the persons TO yield the floor VIII
~ Il was once theirs BY priority.
YER MI. !or.ss' = !. ~ 49, !. a,.,,, \,
~ rising. with her measured dignity.
har Certainly. my DEAR" replied \
Corliss, rising at once, with his hs