The Panola weekly star. (Sardis, Miss.) 1882-18??, 1885-08-08
THE RIVAL PlCNICS
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ell hold = fifsi ciass picnic II rapns hHI
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rrcter 70 ots' children 4, price
THERE" said ~ TullI A. he affixed
this notice b. a post In 1ason's store
Il bet that ~ fetch the hull village
III was a muscular Young wheolrght
Of lively manner and social instincts.
Reuben Applcgaie. the best carpenter
In M%iddleburg, stepped back 10 survey
the plAcard. and remarked, with the
shy concelt u the true artist. 1T looks
well. n did DO H."
"lt'ssplendid. said III. good A. print
But NUNS the word. for II Holloway's
folks know we're eKpeetin' to make
anything for our preacher. not one Of
'em will buy a ticket. while. A. Il Is. the
young fellers might find the picnic A
good, cheap treat for their girls. Hello.
MasonI-As the store-kecper looked
out through n little window and under
the legend Postonice don't lot on to
Holloway's folks that we're raisin'
money for Mr. Dodd Then the Young
men went down the village street
Presently old Mn Crawford and her
pretty niece Abby dropped into the
store.
ANY letter. for us. Mr. Mason No2
Why Il seems A. though somebody had
ought to wrte. Got any dark blue
paper muslin' Why. sAkes alive.
Abby (ss she spied The plAcard). III
Dodd's folks amt going to give n
picnicF'
The store-keeper's cosby soul un.
dcrwcnt y moments struggle: then ne
compounded with conscience by saving.
well. Miss Crawford, I'll tell you. a,
a 'ecret, we'rc raisin' money TO buy Mr..
Dodd 4 horse and buggy"
Miss Crawford. who was = masslyely
built and conscientious old lady. became
at once very thoughtful. and In walking
home she remarked:
When we need IN organ 80 bad. It
don't seem right TO help Dodd's folks To
get q horse and buggy. Don't you 90
20 that picnic, Abby
But, aunt" said Abby, "thc p%icnic's
no harm"
ABBY" Miss Crawford answered.
turning upon her niece a large, solid
c~ountenance that seemed 10 open up the
whole subject Of architecture, lever
since a certain person has com 10 Mid.
dleburg I've noticed you don't take Sc.
nOus views Of things
Abby flung her little head away, and
INDUCED in that pain and privilege Of
youth called blushing. The girl. having
soft dark eyes, rich gold brown hair,
and dainty skin. blushed uncommonly
well. the pale rose Of her cheek lust
deepening 10 n lovely c~arnation. ,.Oh.
aunt she stammered. you know | re.
fused DIR. Worth, although | did love-
the aunt turned that study In masonry
upon her again-'I did love his little
daughter Mabel dearly"
Abby, said the good woman. pas.
sionately dashing n tear from her hon.
est eyes. I'D rather see you dead and
buried than married to n heather, or.
what's worse. an-an Armenian.
Miss Cnwford's strange use Of this
last word was owing 10 q slight mlsuu.
~dersianding Of Mr.. Holloway. her pas.
tor, when. In reference 10 the Methodist
Church, be remarked mildly: ..Mr.
Dodd Is rather too Aminian for me:
nther-tOo-Armlnian."
some OF the congregation. not vested
In theological terms, heard this with
awe and horror. and easily changing .
vowel, the word Armenian had he
come a terrible cabalistic for
all hcrcsy aud schism. Middlehurr
possessed but two churches, and the vii.
lAgers were pretty evenly divided be-
tween Mr.. Holloway. Presbyterian. and
Mr.. Dodd, Methodist. The two gentle
men entertained respect for each other,
and although, Mr.. Holloway being dig.
nihcd and scholarly and Mr.. Dodd be-
ing freespokcn and familiar, there was
no intimacy between them. neither aus.
pec,ed that their congregations were
no%urishing . bitter rivalry.
Miss Crawford, on recovering from
her ousburst against hsterodo1y, CHANGED
To meet the Sparks girls. and she
told them the news.
"Picnicl' cried MARY Sparks. with
proper spirit. Horse and buggy Tor
Mr.. DoddP Guess not. Let's have .
picnic ourselves"
"A grand idea" said Miss Crawford.
but the horn Is engaged. 80 il the drum
Why, what's left for usp"
"Tn call my hrother." said M.rv
Sparks. She did 30 promptly. and the
whole party proceeded TO the school
house 20 consult Mr.. Godfrey. the teach.
er. a rather weak-cyed and weak.knced
young man, but one who had undoub,ed
eruditlon.
We'll turn out with our choir. " he q,
once decided. and well have a barrel
OF root-beer. and I'll make A speech
and II DIR. Worth will let US have little
Mabel, she a recite The Drummer
Boy"
Miss Crawford. forgetting everything
but her eagerness 10 further the glorious
project, ordered her niece sharply.
Nov, Abby, fly 20 DIR. worth's and en-.
gage Mabel. Run, child, rum"
Dr.. Worth's old h~ousekeepcr being
away. the lonely widower was discus
sing such 4 cold meal A. her bounty Al.
lowed him. when he heard q little knock
al the front door. On opening H. he
said. half sadly, half loosely well,
Abby, have you changed your mind at
lastff
''Ohr' answered Abby. her check.
turning . shade that would bring the
prize alta flower show. "sunt sent ms"
well. come In, anyway" said the
doctor.
"whee-where's the housekeepere"
ALTERED Abby. dismsyed, /. she found
herself alone with her sutton.
That reliable woman Il visiting her
cousins step-father's grandmother In
- Isxt town" answered the doctor,
g.ssly; ''asd this Il my dinner
keeseng 70 The table-.coh pie. cold
sse.a. cold ham. cold tea. on, Abby
~ eeaeAlng both her hands, he held
ent)- don't you think I ned q
= book After mef'
sInsuaaasd Absy. ''sln't you
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