Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1889-11-22

eager swain.
lis i. nc, or father, you're Il -courtiny?"
said she.
"Nhy you, OF course"
''Thcn take my answer-No.'
And without waiting for the return of
her basket, she hurried away, her checks
blazing, her breath comm. quick and
fast.
"Fathcr'il he awful mad. She Thought,
''but Id sooner die than marry that
man."
Webster Wixon stood Il minute gazing
after !cr in crcstGal!on silence; then lac
| wen! bac:, TO apple harvesting with an
ominous compression Of his lips.
"rhc ma,ldcr she gets the pret.icr She
looks, " ;hought he. "Wcll. we'll, time
will show. Brother Moppct says she
snail be my wife, and that ought TO count
for consid'ablc.'
Mr.. Moppct drove lcSurcly on to Horn
Hill, drove an excellent bargain for IL
highly ornamental woot!-stovc, after hav-
ing successfully interviewed every hard
ware dealer in toxin, and set forth to re-
turn with it in hi: wagon just mt dusk
It's a warm day for the time o year, !"
said he, ''and it's easier travelling for the
horse ar;cr dark. 1t amt bad days
work, come to think on T. beat Brother
Piper down pretty well on the price, anu
it's worth Il dollar'n half TO cart the
thing home over these bumpy roads.
They lowed twenty dollars for it, and
got it for fifteen. Takin' my time and
.,s1,, Il Il II.
ton, guess wont say nothin' about
the odd five dollars. Business is bust
ness. It's proper pretty pattern, too
thistle leaves and acorns. I'll like one
the same fashion in my best room. and"
with Il long whistle Why shouldn't
have it! There's that second handed
stove Gran'thcr Atkins took for a debt
from Scion Grubb. It's jest sianlin'
rustin' away in his back wood shed III
fetch ii home Tomorrow and black it up,
and let Elder Mcachan suppose got
bargain from somebody; and I'll have
the nice new stove for myself, and
nobody'll be none the wiser, now that
Gran ther Atkins is confined to his bed
with crccpin' paralysis and Absilom
Parkcr's mp in the wood lots. chopin
down trees for winter iircwood. It's n
good idcc. I'm glad happened to think
of it,
lie drew rein opposite the Atkins
house. All was dark and quiet there
save inc one red light that burned in old
Mr.. Atkins's bedroom
AT ihHt identical moment, had he but
know it. Absalom Parkcr-thc old mans
general lactotnm-was hanging over the
garden gate of his own place, talking to
pretty Nancy among The purple dahlias
and quilted astcrs
And it was no difficult task for man
Of John Moppct's physical strength skill
fully to lift the old stove out Of it's place
in the outer she'd into his wagon.
"tiit mp, Prince, he mutt, red TO his
horse, shaking the rcins, and away they
went;
Elder NIcachan was moi quite satisfied
with the bargain. The church brethren,
too, would have preferred Il new stove,
considering thu. money they had spent;
hui Brother Moppct was man in author
iiy, and they were compelled to acquicscc
in his choice.
Nancy WAS delighted with the new
acquisition for the best room.
sob, isn't it pretty said she.
Yes nodded Mr.. Moppct, rubbing
his hands, "it'll sort q dress up the
room for your wcldin'."
"Aly wcddng!"
".Icst so. I've arranged matters with
Webster wilson. and"
Nancy burst into tears, and ran out of
the room.
Mr. Moppci Glared balcfnlly after her
''Shc shall marry him, muttcrcd he.
'or she shall he no lartcr o mine! l
wont be set n! defiance Ivy Why,
hciloa. Absalom Parker, what brings YOU
here.
"IIr. Atkins is took wuss this after
noon" said Absaom. standing at the
doorway, like rustic Apollo. "Wants
to sec yc-right OIL"
II was Saturday afternoon. As Mr..
Moppct drove by the church door, he
saw the load Of wood being delivered for
the first fire OF the season.
jest in time" said he to himself.
''rhcrc's frosty feel in the air"
Grandfather Atkins lay among his pill
lows, like Il wrinklcd ghost.
".!ohn, said he. ''all I've got in the
world is yours; but think I'd ought to
Tell you where I've hid it, scncc the bank
robbery give me such scare
"certainly. certainly said his son-n-
law, with eager eyes, like those of a bird
OF prey
live hid IL away"
John Moppet placed his car close 10
the pnllid lips.
''Six c-hundrcddollar bills
''lcs. yes-,.o on
"Foldc,l mp in MI old number OF tho
Horn Hill G"settc-'
''An old number of tho Horn Till
G":ci'e-.I understand repeated Mop
pei.
in the old stove OIL; in tho she'd"
gaspe'l The oil man. II knowod no
body wouldn't hc likely to look there.
rs yours, John Moppcl-cvcry cent of
ii. And mind You, don't spend it in no