The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1885-08-07
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THURSDAY, JULY 4TH.
GLORIOUS! ANNIVERSARY OF INDIE
TENDANCE.
The Methodist Congregation Of, Middleburg
will hold First Glass picnic at Clapp's hill.
Brass band. ice cream. poem. Orration
and fire works. meet at Mason's 9 p. NJ.
Tickets IS cts! Children 4 price.
"Therer' said Ed. Tully. as he affixed
this notice to post in Mason's store.
Il bet that I'll fetch the hull village"
Ed. was muscular young wheelright
of lively manners and social instincts.
Reuben Applegate, the best carpenter
in Middleburg, stepped back to survey
the placard, and remarked, with the
shy conceit of the true artist: at looks
well, if 1 did do it,
..It'ssplendid, "said Ed; "good as print.
But NUNS the word. for if Holloway's
folks know we're expectin' to make
anything for our preacher, not one of
'em will buy ticket, while, as it is, the
young fellers might find the picnic a
good, cheap treat for their girls. Hello,
Masonr'-as the store-keeper looked
out through little window and under
the legend Postoffice-''don't let on to
Holloway's folks that we're raisin'
money for Mr.. Dodd." Then the young
men went down the village street.
Presently old Mrs. Crawford and her
pretty niece Abby dropped into the
store.
''Any letters for us, Mr.. Mason? No?
Why it seems as though somebody had
ought to write. Got any dark blue
paper muslinP Why, sakes alive,
Abby" (as she spied the placard), eff
Dodd's folks amt going to give a
picnicr'
The store-keeper's gossipy soul I'M
derwent moments struggle; then he
compounded with conscience by saying,
''Well, Miss Crawford, I'll tell you. as
a secret, we're raisin' money to buy Mr..
Dodd horse and buggy"
Miss Crawford, who was q massively
built and conscientious old lady, became
at once very thoughtful, and in walking
home she remarked:
when we need an organ so bad, it
don't seem right to help Dodd's folks to
get horse and buggy. Don't you go
TO that picnic, Abby"
''But, aunt" said Abby, s'the picnic S
no harm"
'Abby," Miss Crawford answered.
turning upon her niece a large, solid
countenance that seemed to open up the
whole subject of architecture, sever
since certain person has come to Mid
dleburg I've noticed you don't take Sc
rious 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 Just
deepening to lovely carnation. ''Oh,
auntr' she stammered. ''you know re-
fused DR.. Worth, although did love-
the aunt turned that study in masonry
upon her again-''I did love his little
daughter Mabel dearly"
Ably" said the good woman, pas
sionately dashing tear from her hon.
est eyes, I'D rather see you dead ant
buried than married to a heather, or
what's worse, an-an Armenian.
Miss Crawford's strange use of thi.
last word was owing to slight misun-
Outstanding of Mr.. Holloway, her pas
tor, when, in reference to the Methods
Church, he remarked mildly: Mr.
Dodd is rather too Arminian for me
Observation-Disclosures"
Some of the congregation, not vestet
in theological terms, heard this witt
awe and horror, and easily changing
vowel, the word Armenian" had be
come a terrible cabalistic synonym TO
all heresy and schism. Middleburg
possessed but two churches, and the vii
layers were pretty evenly divided be
tween Mr.. Holloway, Presbyterian, an,
Mr.. Dodd, Methodist. The two gentle
men entertained respect for each other
and although. Mr.. Holloway being dig
niied and scholarly and MIR. Dodd be
ing free-spoken and familiar, there wa
no intimacy between them, neither su:
pected that their congregations wer
nourishing bitter rivalry.
Miss Crawford. on recovering fror
her out5urst against heterodoxy, chance
to meet the Sparks girls, and sh
told them the news.
'.Picnic!" cried Mary Sparks, wit
proper spirit. Horse and buggy fo
Mr.. Dodd? Guess not. Let's have
picnic ourselves"
"A grand idea," said Miss Crawford
''but the horn is engaged, so is the drum
Why, what's left for us?"
..rll call my brothers," said Mar
Sparks. She did SO promptly, and tn
whole party proceeded to the schoo
house to consult Mr.. Godfrey, the teach
er, rather weak-eyed and weak-knee
yourg man, but one who had undoubte
erudition.
well turn out with our choir" he 4
once decided, 'and Wen have a barr,
of root-beer, and I'll make a speed
and If DIR. Worth will let us have littl
Mabel. she can recite The Drumme
Bow
Miss Crawford, forgetting eyerythin
but her easerness to further the glorior
project, ordered her niece shaipl,
Now. Abby, fly TO DIR. Worth's and el
gage Mabel. Run, child, runI'
DIR. Worth's old housekeepcr bein
away, the lonely widower was discu
sing such cold meal as her bounty a
lowed him, when he heard little knoc
al the front door. On opening it, /
said, half sadly, half loosely. swell
Abby. have you changed your mind I
last?"
..Ohr answered Abby, her cheel
turning shade that would bring Il
prize at flower show, ''aunt sent me.
well, come in, anyway" said tt
doctor.