The Logan County banner. [volume] (Logan, W. Va.) 1889-1903, 1890-03-13
Annals WAY.
Her "Iron Shoe" and the Use She
Made Of 1t.


The village OF Oxford was alivo4 with
curiosity that Sunday morning to see
the bride that Bob Trench had brought
home. He had wooed and won her in
New York, and none OF his family had
seen her until her arrival among them
the night before. 1.-The whole thing"
said DR. Tanner, dome, no doubt, at
white heat, after the fashion ofAthe
Trench family
The Trenches were a large-bodied.
hot-blooded race, always making a
talk in the county by sudden outbreaks
into vice or into big, heroic deeds OF
virtue. y
The quiet, slow going. Scotch-Ir
Presbyterians-who~ made up the CON-
munity OF the village of Oxford found
the virtuous Trenches quite as discom-
posing and uncomfortable to live with
as the wicked ones.
Radical religion" said Deacon
Vale, lis like a balkin horse. He
may intend to drag you up the hift,
but he lands you in the ditch at last.
Give me an old, steady PAGER on the
road or in the church"
The Trenches had q front pew (for
which they sometimes forgot to paw,
and. 1t was here that Bob led his wife
this morning. She was small woman
with Hight eyes aud hair, and looked
oddly white and cool and insignificant
among the big-boned, blaels-brewed
Trenches knew=that the whole
congregation weressitting in Judgment
ON her1eyes@a nd=nose=and eowfl,==bat
went through with her devot ons in
absolute calm. Old DIR. Mcleod, in
the pulpit, casting curious glance
down at her, was appalled, by catching
her pale eye fixed rcbukingly= upon
him, and fiurried through the sermon
in headlong haste.
When the plate was passed for the
collection, honest Bob, in the fervor of
his soul. pulled out n Misunderstanding
bill; but the bride neatly intercepted
1t and dropped in five instead. On the
way home she gave the note back to
him.
why did you not let me give it,
-AanaP Ms heart was so full Of thanks
giving! ! hayc you! wanted some-
body to be the better for it. "
s Five dollars is quite enough to
spend yearly on the conversion of the
jews" she said, smiling. I'VE will
make out a list of charities, calculate
what we can afford to give to each,
md divide"
'.Bother! like to make a squirt
when ! feel charitable. grumbled
Bob; but he squeezed her arm and
looked down on her adoringly.- ..How
just you are. Anna. Pom my word /
believe4you are perfect"
Il try to do what is right" said the
little creature, walking beside him
with trim, measured stops There
was not touch of elation orPharisee-
ism in her tone, yet Bob somehow felt
belittled beside her., and shuffled in
his body and This spirit Hike a big,
guilty school-boy.
Luncheon was the first meal at which
the family had met since her arrival
Now Grandma Trench, who was seyen-
ty and a victim of tic-doulourex, had
long ago yielded the care OF the house
to Kate, the eldest daughter There
had been fierce suspicious in Kate's
mind that the newcomer would try to
wrest the reign OF sovereignty y from
her. ,-e
She'll take the head OF the table;
you'll see" she told her sister Josey.
vehementfy. She must understand
from the beginning that you and !
contribute to the expenses, and that |
manage. viii never take second
place-never! What can that. child,
brought up in city boarding school,
know OF housekeeping"
But the child in her babyish white
gown seemed to understand the situa-
tion by second-sight. She came into
thesroom where luncheon was served,
her arm about grandma waist, softly
smiling as tho old lady chartered.
Kate. tall and grim, stood behind the
chair OF honor FIN an instant Anna
had seated the old lady in it.
MY dear!' she cried. amazed
This is not my placer Kate, or
or you -" v
mo, no, dear! Sit still. OF, course
the place of precedence is yours" said
Anna. gently. THAT is right. / will
sit by you and do the work, sliding
quietly into chair.
Kate in dfmb rage, found herself
deposed. But what could she dop
Anna was right. She was right. too,
when Bob sent up for third cup OF
green tea, in leaving it untitled. 49,
You think you want more" she
said, her light, smiling eyes holding
his firmly But you-are mistaken.
Robert; You do not. You only think
30" %
1t is nj fact memorable among, the
Trenches that Bob never asked for q
third cup again.
These Trenches were undisciplined
in their eating, as-in every thing else.
When grandma asked for deviled lob
ster, Anna with an innocent face,
gave her cold chicken.
Tho child did not hear me-" the
old lady thought. and she quietly ate
her yapid fare. But Kate was not de.
ssivsd.
"xer made ) mistake, /" she sAlA To