Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1889-10-04
NANCY'S LOVER.
"Nancy :" said Mr.. Moppet.
MSir g. resnnnded Nancy.

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"Nancy :" said Mr.. Moppet.
"Sir = responded Nancy.
Mr.. Moppet was coming In from
the garden path. Nancy, with
plump white arms barred to the
elbow, was washing tue breakfast
dishes ia a deep pau of hot soap
suds.
I Mr.. MOppet was hard featured
elderly man, with whitlsh blue
eyes. a straggly fringe of white
beard beneath his square chin,
aud bald Uranium. Nancy was
fresh colOred and bright eyed, with
silky tendrils of auburn hair drOop-
/ ing over her freckled forehead and
a certain dimple perpetually play
Jug at hide and seek on her lett
cheek. The TWO completely real
lied Shakespeare's ideal of "Crab'
bed Age aud Youth
"Im a.gOln' to town. said Mr..
Moppet. "Yon won't need to bile
no pot victuals for dinner. Waste
makes want. A cup o tea and a
billed egg and what's left o. yester'
days pork and greens-tharll be
all you'll need"
ayes, father acquiesced Nancy.
She was thinking of something
else all the while.
"And talkin' bout eggs" added
Mr.. Moppet, "yOu may take four
dozen up to Peach farm. Mrs.
Wixon wants plenty of 'em to make
cake tor her niece's party. Better
90 early this morning"
Nancy colored scarlet under tue
auburn rings of hair.
"Cau't send 'em up by little
Bill Becker, father n said She
"Webster Wixon will he there, and
/ | don't like Webster WixOn, with
his red nose and his compliments y
Mr.. Moppet frowned.
Nancy" said he, "don't be a
fool. can see through ye, like We
was a pane O glass Webster Wix'
on is a well to do man, with money
out at interest, and you'd Oughter
be tickled to death that he's took a
notion to YOU
"But, fatherr-
"Not another word,' grumbled
Mr.. Moppet. 81 know jest exactly
what's comm. It's that foolish
nonsense about Absalom Parker,
that l hoped you'd got over long
ago. AbSOlam hain't no property
and amt like to have none, and no
daughter O. mine amt goin' to mar
ry your Grandfather Atkins hired
man, not if | know it,
He paused with this multiplicity
of double negatives. Nancy set
her small, pearl white teeth tOgeth.
er; her eyes flashed with hazel fire.
1t was a clear case of true love YER
sus money.
take them eggs straight up to
! Peach farm,T reiterated Mr.. Mop
! pet, shaking his fOreGnger at Nancy
"an' don't argufy the pint no fur
ther. I'm your father, and I know
what's best for youw
"But you're gong right past the
WixOn's door"
"No, l Amt, neither. Pm goin'
the Horn Hill road. I've been ap-
p'inted by the supply committee to
buy ali air tight wood stove for the
church, be added, with some CON-
placency. The old ones rusted
clear out, so there's danger O fire
every time it's used, and the breth.
rem have subscribed twenty dollars
for a new one-leastways, a second
hand one, if it's Jest as good and a
triae cheaper. Pm to use my owl
Judgment about that"
And he went out to the barn t'
"harness up" leaving Nancy ready
10 cry.
"But," she said to herself, as sh'
flung the dish water out at th'
back door, wouldn't marry Web
ster Wixou if there wasn't anOthe
man in the world. And If | can
have Abs Olam, III live aud die al
q old maid. Oh, dear oh, dear
i why need thera be so much trouble
. in the world.
And more than one diamond
. bright tear drop fell among tn
eggs that she packed into the fla
split basket for Mrs. Wixon'
9 nece's party.
- Webster Wixon, a fat, mIddl
aged bachelor, was out helping :
gather the October apples on th
north side of the house when Nanc
came up. He made haste to we
come her.
"Good mOrnin', Miss Nancy,
said he. GAS blooming as ever,
see.p
"Here'syour eggs" spoke Nancy
curtly.
"Sit down a spell, won't ye
simpered Mr.. Wixon.
"l'm IN q hurry" said Nancy.
"But, Nancy
"My name is Miss MOppet, sir
uI,ve GOT sonatbing very Darti