New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1892-04-17

| arm and she was moving RAPIDLY with her head
thrown up IN way her friend knew very well.
| Joanna turned toward her own door.
Amt il funny" she said to herself
When she entered the room where her father
and mother sat she was still smiling SLIGHTLY
Her mother was putting patch on Mr. Damon's
overalls. and Mr.. Damon was noddina heavily
over copy of The New-England Farmer
Did you have good mee,in ?" asked Mrs
Damon glancing up over her spcctacles as she drew
out long linen needlcful."
Bout the same common was the answer
Then the girl laughed
| What do you find TO laugh at?" inquired Mr.
Damon. glad of an excuse to put down The Far
mer" and take off his glasses
"Gness who's going home with Kate North p
| she said.
Il d. know I'm sure" responded Mrs Damon
refectivey putting pin in the corner of the Genim
patch less its Dick Sanders
1T isn't then. It's Deacon Grove
Mr.. Damon suddenly SIT upright.
THE old Harry" he cried. Pm good mind
to 90 ont m thrash him
why, Enoch.' said his wife. Amt Deacon
Grove good man ?"
Good man. Thunder Good enough, fur's I
know But how many wives is he going to
have ? We amt Mormons here
:" But they're all dead, Enoch," gently remarked
Mrs. Damon.
Dead! l know they be. But amt Marceus
Grove got any-ain't he got any memory, should
like to know And Kitty North! | hope her folks
IL stop it,"
Why, Enoch, the deacon Is real good-looking.
And he's likely, and well off. | don't know that
MAZE North Is anything so Special
Enoch hitched mpaticntly in his chair.
Joanna glanced from one to the other.
l guess, she said, that her folks wouldn't
have TO stop it. She'll stop it herself
Don't yon be so sure of that" responded
Mrs. Damon. Women always did like Mar
cellus lie amt got old that they re going TO
stop liking him right away. And he's got lot
OF money, and he's a deacon in the orthodox
church
He's been coming TO the Methodist prayer
meetings a good deal lately" remarked Joanna
with significant smile
Her father hitchcd again more violently than
before. And he said Thunder" again
Mrs. Damon told him in her mild, treble voice
that he wasn't setting a good example lie
grinned at his daughter and responded that as
long as Joanna wasn't boy he didn't s'pose there
was any danger of her saying thunder
The subject dropped here
Mrs. Damon asked if there were any signs OF a
revival, and Joanna replied that she hadn't seen
any signs; though the prayer-meeting CON
siderable fuller than common And they were
going to have another tomorrow night.
P'raps they they'll he havin' some protracted
mcct'ns,7 said Mrs Damon
Praps they WILL answered the girl. and
if they do know somebody thatl CO."
What do you mean ~ inquired her mother
IL mean Deacon Grove. All the prettiest girls
so TO the Methodist Why coughing, Il 60 my
self
When Joanna had gone upstairs 10 her own
room, Mrs. Damon asked her husband if he
thought it was wise 10 talk as he had done about
Christian brother and before his child, too.
Oh bother the Christian brother" was the
irreverent response.
Have you anything to say against Mr. Grove ~
insisted the woman
Mr.. Damon rose, making a great showing OF
his chair as he did He stretched his arms
above his head and yawned loudly
He combs his whiskers too much be said
at last And after moment he added, "If was
on the witness stand, and You was cross ex-
aminin' me, | couldn't swenr TO a single thing
against Marccus Grove"
thought 3d. said Mrs. Damon. putting the
last stitch in the patch.
All the same, went on Mr.. Damon, winding his
watch all the same, | amt sorry the deacon
Joanna"
To this remark Mrsi Damon judiciously made
no response
Meanwhile Mr. Grove and Katharine vrrr walk
ing along the country rosd, which was li..htcd by
young moon thai was already in the western
horizon
1t was May, and the air had that damp. hope
fully suggestive sweetness which is like nothing
else. IL makes one think Of yiolcts. Of lush mead
ows, OF the iubilant call of the red shouldcrcd
bacllbrd he flies the still, soggy lowlands
The moonlight the faces Of the two
Katharne's head was still flung up rather def
anty, and She was walking fast. She had been
careful that her companion did not again put his
hand on her arm She was thinking that if he
did do that she would tell him that she would
rather walk alone
Her face grew hot as she thought of what every
body would say about Deacon Groves going home
with her She knew very well that it WIS not
to the mans home.
Once she gave Il swift side glance at him she
met his gaze upon her as il had been upon her in
the prayer meeting. Her eyes burned with anger.
She only made an inartculatc murmnr in response
to his remarks. She hurried still more.
He said something about the pleasantncsS Of the
evening He added that the roads were so set
tied now that it would he agreeable driving.
lie asked if she had seen his colt lately.
No. she answered.
lie went on precisely as if She seemed Interested
He had a new buggy, and the colt was now 50
well broken that he was thinking Of inviting Miss
North 10 drive, he said
Don't invite me-, said Katharine She flashed
a fierce look at him, and then seemed TO dart for
ward even tester along the road. But his long,
easy stride kept him beside her
"You know that place in the woods by Living
stones Corner where the arbutus grows MISS
North ~ he said
Yes; ! know it,"
"L ;t's q plcasant dnv tomorrow won't You
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