Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1886-11-25

PaVhiAc WIN the lovers VINO are so unfort-
innate as TO lose their engagement-ring.
Its gonerl" said Mollie's brother Bob.
a horrid boy of ten. "When give my girl
ring amt a-goin' inter no ten-acre lot to
| dew II. IF you'd had emmy sense, Mol,
you'd have grabbed It quick
Poor Molliel She was just ready to cry,
| and she disappeared from the scene, and
her lover went home when he had, as Bob
expressed IT, "grubbed" over the whole
farm.
IL dare say it's right here under bit of
grass or the leaves somewhere. 1t didn't
have wings Bob, I'll give you "A silver
dollar if you'll find it,"
Done" said Bob, with a wicked look.
'Please describe it,"
why, you amt expecting TO find a har-
vest of rings, air yep' asked his father.
"How can | tell if it's hiss amt goin'
to find no strange rings. Meow, is it gold
or brass, Mister Stilesp'
''It's plain, wide gold band, and it's got
Mollie-Mollie''-
go on" prompted Bob, rs the unhappv
lover came to full stop.
"Mollie, darling!" and with that he
waited not upon the order of his going but
went at once, leaving Bob doubled up with
commissions of uncanny laughter
Pay in advance" called the graceless
youngster after the rctreating lover
But, to do Bob justice, he really did
search every inch OF the ground over, and
found no end of things-a disabled lady
bug, four-leaved clover, a rusty Jack
knife lost months previous-but no sign of
any cngagement-ring.
Told YOU so! He didn't hev emmy, Shot
Mollie, I'll get youa ring with sapphiras
and rubbies in it If yen Jest say SO" said
her cousin sam
But Mollie scorned him and his offer, and
that night she cried herself to sleep.
week passed, and Thanksgiving Dav
came. 1t was day Of days. Farmer Has
ner came of good Puritan stock, and the
fires OF patriotism burned in his soul. He
had given one son TO his country. and he
would have given ten if he had them
and the country needed them In "a family
with such head, a National Holiday means
something more than an observance Of the
letter OF the feast; IL means the whole
spirit. The best turkeys, the fairest chick
ems, the tenderest ducks, were laid ON tho
sacricial altar. Friends and neighbors
were invited in. Old "Gran'ther Hart
ner,' who 'iit' In the war Of Mexico. was
present ITO shoulder ms crutCh and show
now helds We're won" Uncle Danil -
who had the California fever, and Began
every speech with: 'In 40. sir.'' was al
ways an invited guest and the long exten-
s'on-tablc IN the eating room was ckcd ont
with side auXiliaries until It rcsemblcd the
banquetboard of grove convention And
when the company sat down 10 their
Thanksgiving dinner, there wasn't "a hands
space OF the white table-cloth visible II
was completely covered with what, in mod
ern pdrlaucc, we would call '.edibles." but
which the farmer designated .as good.
hullsomc vittlcs."
Ana every body was happy, not except
ing the three lovers. For Sanford Stiles
had decided that even IL ne had stupidity
lost the ring, he still had the girl. and sam
iartner had made up his mind that he
didn't want 10 marry a cousin. and he
was going that very evening to pro
pose 20 Ella Dunlap, the Wayne County
heartsmashor, who had signihcd that
"Barkis was williu" And Mollic-but
what had come 20 Mollicf
Her checks were rcddcr than any dog
rose that ever bloomed Tie dimples
t"inkied like sister stars. and her eyes
were hlled with suppressed laughter. and
such a wicked, knowing look. that Bob
asked several times.
nat be you agggl n az. MOuFf
The older ones were too much absorbed
Dc admiration Of the viands ~ do much
talking. There was that great. brown
odoriierous turkey bursting with its own