Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1889-01-25

pearls.
"Thi, evening. maam." repeated
Dir. wisgloton, with bow, land vol
sketch out diagram. Hyacinths havo
to DO humorcd. Mrs. Palmloaf."
$50 have always hoard" said the
| "Iuvw.
That evening, aftor Mr.. Wiggletop
had returned from discussing the mo.
mentous question of sandy soil, dubious
roots and cresconts and circles, he
found lothian on tho front porch con-
tontodly breathing the flower scented
air.
"a worry pretty woman, that Mrs
Palmleaf, Jotham," said tho employer;
not because there was any special con.
gcniality Of soul betwoen himself and
his Farmland, but because he could
havo talked to tho gate posts if lothian
hadn't happened to be there.
"Wcll, nobody doubts that, as ovor
l hoord on" said lothian, with his oil.
bows on his knocs, and his faco COM
P"eo"'J su'hoV toWntu tho iuti moOn.
"Aud sho can't DO ovor thirtyl'
$50 should said, myself" assent
cd lothian.
B "l'm glad she has takon tho cottage
on long loaso, Jotham," pursued MIR.
Wiggloton, II like good neighbors."
'Most folks docs" observed 10Th.
am.
And no got up, shaking himself like
great Newfoundland dog, and went
into tho house, loaeing Mr.. Wiggloton
to tho compauionship of his own cogi-
tntions. There nre timos ia which soli-
tudo is said to DO tho bost company;
perhaps this was ono of those special
occasions, in tho estimation of Dir.
lothian Hardcastlo.
Tho summer won't by; tho great
maple in front of tho Wiggloton man
sion began to glow as if its loavos had
boon dipped in blood and melted gold cd !.
tho asters r0arod- -teir purple torches
along the stono wall by tho cottage un,
der tho hill. and any acute observer
might havo perceived that Mrs. Palm
loaf lind laid down tho rocky bit of up.
hill ground in spring whoat instead OF
wiutor rye.
"Jothnml" said Mr.. Wiggleton to
his farm hand ono ovoning; it was tho
first timo they had had fro on tho
wide, old Fashioned hearth.
"Wcll2"
'T-hnvc con Guided it isn't best for
you to 1.-Two hero at tho house any
lougor."
"whats goin' to happon?" said Jo-
than. "You ain't goin' to hiro another
hand be you2"
mo; to DO suro not. You suit mo
admirably, lothian, only'-and Mr..
Wisgloton shot tho words out with an
effort. II am thinking of being mar
Rod"
"Ohl" aaid lothian.
cts rather late in lifo, to BIO surc,"
said Dir. Wigglcton, conscious of look
ing extremely shcopi,h; "but you know,
lothian, it's nover too lato to do a good
thing"
Certainly not" said lothian, dryly.
"You ought to get married, Jotham,"
added his employer speaking in rather
n rapid and embarrassed manor.
"Think so7'
Certainly. You might 1.-Two in tho
littlo house beyond tho peach orchard;
it wouldn't tako much to fit it up nice
ly now that paint and paper arc SO
choar"
lothian starod reflcctivcly at tho fire.
"And your vito could tako caro- of
tho cream and butter, and nil that sort
of thing for us. 1t isn't likoly Mrs.
P Ahom!- lit isn't likely, 1 moan,
that my vito will care for such things"
''lIumphl' remarked lothian.
cpd advise you to turn tho thing all
over in your mind, Jotham," said MIR.
Wigglcton.
''Ycs, l will" said lothian, with a
littio cough.
The next morning Mr.. Wigglcton at
tired himself in his best suit and wont
to tho cottage.
Mrs. Palmloaf received him in a
charming crimson cashmere wrapper,
with ribbons to match.
MIR. Wigglcton wasted no timo in
useless preliminary chit chat.
'Nlrs. Palmloaf-ma'am," no bcgan,
little norvously, Il have concluded to
change my condition"
'Indeodl" said tho widow, smiling
like an opening roso; 81 am glad to
hear it"
"And l am hero this morning to
ask you to DO my wifcr' pursued our
hero, boldly.
"You arc very kind, SIR" said Mrs.
Palmleaf, blu,hiug, and looking prot
| tier than over: s'but IL ,eoIIv