Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1881-07-14
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usually made his entrance, and every fac
was drawn down by orthodox precision. Th
time rolled slowly away-the little bell ceas
ed tolling-the humble reed organ struck
up a voluntary tune, the closely scrutinizet
door opened and in walked the Rev. Leonard
Haskell, accompanied by one Of the pretties
ladies it had ever been the privilege of th'
Tattletownites to look upon.
She was evidently not more than twenty
years old, small and light, with chestnut
colored hair, which (abominable to relate
she wore in curls; deep hazel eyes, pure
red and white con- plexion, hands and feet
like mountain sylph's. She was dressed
exquisitely in fawn colored silk, cher wed
ding dress, the villagers said,) the skirt Of
which was foupced, and encircled with q
light wreath of pale embroidery. Her man
tie was drab brocade, and her bonnet white
Grape, with feathers.
The lady took the head of the clergyman's
pew, and listened with the most devout at
lention to his discourse. Immediately on the
close of his service, she took Mr.. Haskell's
arm, and, without stopping to be introduced
to any one, walked by his side to the parson'
age.
Tattletown was outraged Such a palpa-
pie sight had never been heard of before
Why she didn't stop and be introduced to her
husbands people, and invite them to the par
soDage to supper!
"A grand feeling, city high flyer" said the
women Indignantly.
"A deuced handsome woman Lucky tel-
low that Haskell" said the men, admiringly.
The little green in front of the meeting
house was alive with the ladies of Tattletown,
gathered there to discuss each with her neigh
bor, the astounding occurrence!
Good lookin', but proud as Lucifer," said
Mrs. Baker, the lawyers wife.
Dressed out like wax doll" said Mrs.
Giles, the store.keeper's wife.
"Curls! and minister's wife, too. She
ought to be ashamed of her sinful variety"
CALCULATED pious old mother Barber, with a
melancholy shake Of her venerable head.
And ruffled gown and feathers in her
bonnet" said the widow Crab.
"And a furbelowed white cape, all bows
and tassels," put in Keziah Goodall, the crazy
woman, feeling the need of saying something.
She'll run Mr.. Haskell's income out in
less than six months" exclaimed a tall, scrag.
gy woman, with a drop in her eye. "She
ought to take lessons in economy. Tattletown
amt made of gold, or bank bills either"
"That's the truth Mrs. Wriggleswhittam,
and l think Mr.. Haskell ought to be ashamed
of himself-putting upon good honest people
in sich way! For my part / amt gwine to
slave myself to wait upon budget OF flow
ers, feathers, and ruffled silk, if it is a min
ister's wife" 1t was evident to all that Miss
Perkins felt what she she said.
Gall men is Observation-Disclosures as we'll
as other folks"-simpered aunt Sally, wiping
corner of her eye with white cambria
handkerchief
TO this eloquent truism, the ladies could, of
course, offer no disclaimer, and after little
more high spiced gossip, they separated, each
one, expressing the wish, that Mrs. Haskell,
No. 2, would attend the evening prayer meet
ing. .
Evening came and saw the prayer. meeting
fully attended. Old and young, lame, halt
and blind, were represented, all on the qui vive
to see how the clergyman's fashionable wife
would aceuit herself at prayer meeting.
By and by, Mr.. Haskell and his lady ap.
peared, much to the relief of the people, who
had feared that the east wind would terrify
the lady and keep her within the limits Of the
parsonage parlor for the night.
Mr.. Haskell went about shaking hands with
his brethren, and the lady sat down perfectly
at ease in the chair by the fire.
you've got an addition to your family,
amt you, brother Haskell ?" inquired curl
Gus sister, as the pastor was shaking hands
with her.
Eyes, sister Reed Jennie came up with me
last night. hope you will all like her. |
assure you she has the disposition of an angel
almost" and Mr.. Haskell looked toward Jen.
ME with world of satisfaction shining in his
clear blue eyes.
The feminine portion of the assemblage,
now that the subject was fairly broaohed, be-
gan crowding about their clergyman thick
and fast, and question after question was
poured into his transfxed tympanum.
"How long have you been acquainted with
this Jennie ?" asked Mrs. White.
Ever since she came into the world" be
returned with quaint smile.
"Oh lived in her neighborhood nigh her
folks, 'spose," broke in Mrs. Barber; "but
amt she terrible extravaganza"
The clergymans eyes flashed, but he re.
strained himself and replied calmly:
"Jennie is not extravagant, can assure
you.''
"Well, I'd lik; to ASK one question, Mr..
Haskell. Do y>u, a man so old and expe'
rienced as you, love this young and fighty
critter This-this mere school girl, not half
old enough for you, to say the least?' 1t was
aunt Sally who propounded this enquiry.
Mr.. Haskell's reply was brief and to the
point, and everybody started back when he
uttered it,
GAS my life"
For moment there was a silence; then
Mrs. Perkins broke out with
"Well, if you love her. which is singular
to me, I'll confess, and she amt extravagant,
and you've known her so long-I 'spose all
we can do is to make the best of it, and say
nothin'. But why don't yot introduce her
to US ?"
with pleasure" returned the clergyman,
walking up to ennie and, taking her hand,
he led her into the centre of the room.
"Brethren aDd sisters, allow me to present
to you my sister, Miss Jennie Arlington, of
Lancaster"
Judge of the CONSERVATION which followed,
if you can, dear reader! Judge of the differ
ent colors which flashed over different faces
gatherd there in Deacon BARRIERS "fore-room. y
His sister! Yes, only Mr.. Haskell's sister.
His widowed mother had married James Ar.
lington, shortly after the death of her first
husband, and Jennie was their child.
1t is needless to say that Tattletown re-
gained its equilibrium immediately-Miss
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