Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1891-05-01
into that now store O. Lew Hibbard's."
al did stop in there" said Arad, cool

MIC" IL, sdl Snc, 'JcSt Us well
4 if I'd seen We with M own eyes"
Mrs. Greer lighted the fire in the bes
room, with true maternal solicitude.
l "What's that fort" asked Miss Classy
eye don't s'pose, do yc, that they'll he,
| anything TO say that we can't hear Jest.
wells not2 l wouldn't let Patty keep
company with any man that goes to Lew
lIibbard's place, CT was you, Sarah
it's regular well of iniquity!"
81 guess Arad Temples pretty steady
young man," said Mrs. Greer, timidly, as
she adjusted the best duplex lamp on tho
table, and set the big fumily Bible and
the new photograph album straight.
Cousin Cassandra stalkcd grimly out
of TIE room.
"Don't say l didn't warn you" said
she.
Patty came to her mother that night
just as the big kitchen clock was strik-
ing eleven.
"Mothcr," said she, "Arad Temple
has asked INC to be his wife"
Mrs. Greer looked quickly up.
"What did you tell him, Patty2" said
she.
"I-said-ycs! Oh, mother, why
shouldn't II He is so good, so nice
aud he loves me so dearly"
'Buty your Cousin Cassandra thinks"
"Alothcr," whispered Patty, nesting
her head down on her mothers shoulder,
81 did say something about Lewis IIib-
bard's store. l made believe 1 was an
cry, mother, and he looked so hurt, and
he let my hand fall so, mother with
pretty little piece of pantominc), "and he
said, IF you can't trust Inc in every
thing, Patty, don't trust me at alp And
l said I'd trust him, mother, to the very
end. Did do rigat?"
"Well," said Mrs. Greer, tcnderly en-
folding Patty with her loving arms,
''it's just the answer should have made
your father, Patty, when We kept com
pany; that's ali l know. And your
Cousin Cassandra-"
ooh, let Causin Cassandra mind her
own busincss!" said Patty, coloring up.
"She always was NEEDING, prying, dis
agreeable old maid, and l think she
grows worse every year"
Miss Cassnndrh Greer heard the news
of the engagement with an ominous
shake of the head.
ats dreadful rcsky thing" said
she. al wouldn't run the chance, that
| know
Patty had it on the tip of her tongue
to rctort that it was extremely unlikely
she would be called upon to hazard any
such danger, but she thought better of
it, and didn't,
She was so happy that she could af-
ford TO be magnanimousi
"NIc and Mrs. Squire Rudder and Miss
Betsy Hall and some other of the church
ladies" said Miss Classy, severe gwinc
to try AMI get that place of Lewis lib
bard's shut up! And I don't think none
the more of Arad Temple for his goin'
there SO much. But law! Patty's COM
pletely infatuated with him, and there's
no use talking to her bout It'll"
patty" said young Temple to his
iancee, the week before the wedding,
"you have trusted me, and you've done
right. BIT | don't like to see the
troubled look on your face whenever that
old meddler gives tongue on the subject
of IIihhards store. l have been there a
good deal lately, but I've never spent
cent. I've been earning money instead,
at my trade, putting up a new barn and
line of sheds ut the rcar-and that was
my business there! But I wouldn't
please Cousin Classy SO much as to tell
her that. Isn't it strange that people
can't mind their own business."
"Oh," said Patty, laughing, "Cousin
Cassandra never could!"
Patty was sewing the last fleurette of
white ribbon on the unprctcnding we'd
ding gown of snowy albatross, when
Miss Cassandra came in, rather fur
ried
"White may do very well for YOU"
she said; "out for woman O. my years,
sort o think dove color would be more
suitable. How many yards dye think
it would take, Patty, for dress for
mc7"
The girl opened her eyes very wide.
"Why, Cousin CASEY" said she, "arc
you going to be married."
Miss Classy gave spasmodic giggle.
"Why. yes" said she, ~ am"
"To Par'cn Poolcy!" gasped Patty.
Miss Cassandra shook her head
"lie's too bigoted," said she. ~
wouldn't hev himr'
"Pcleg Ruddcrl"
ella, no! Hes poorcr'n Jobs
turkey"
"Who is it, thens"
"lic'sa good, wc!l-to-do widower, "said
Cassandla; "and n man that has buried
two wives will know how to take care OF
a third; and III his business he needs n
stirrin, active hclpmate."
''But you haven't told me who it is,
Cousin Cassy3' persisted Patty.
"llain't II La me, how forgctful I
be-" simpcred Miss Cassandra. "Why-
it's Lewis Iiibbard2" Saturday Nyht.
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