The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1893-08-30

tcular church house that day, and
a large coneourse gathered to ogle,
''act up and sigh.
When Parson Buckham was about
entering ON his three hour discourse,
with halting preliminaries in the
way of rolling up sleeves, coughing,
water slipping, etc, young man en-
tered the door whose appearance al
most created CONSERVATION He
was tall, graceful, exceedingly hand
some in the face and was dressed in
fashionable clothes. The entrance
of bear and cubs would hardly
have created greater staring cu1iosi-
ty and dismay. Young men who
had been punching, slapping, jerk
ing, laughing and shooting quick
glances at Frances to see how she
was admiring their intellectual am
tics all suddenly became motionless,
as if instantly frozen to the benches.
Their lower jaws dropped and their
eyes stood still. staring and lidless.
These awed attitudes continued for
about two minutes, when the preach
er, provoked at his exordium and
striking echoless ear drums, cried
OUT
sLookee here, fo1kses, eff We don't
want ter hear me blow ON the harp
of gospel truth terday, I'll shet of
the tune right whar it's att Eff I've
got ter pour the milk an honey o.
glad tidin's over logs an stumps, I'll
git out yander in that new ground
ter do It'll Him that's got years ter
hear let him git at it dab burned
quick er Ill raise my brogans an
shove 'em towards that door! Heah
1 have got ye a good rich dinner
made up of the. ham and eggs o.
truth an the cider an ginger cakes o.
spiritual peace an you just turn from
the table like a passel o. ediots an go
ter starin an gawkin at er peacock!''
The pointed reference in the clos
ing declaration to the new arrival
violently excited the risibilities of
the young people The girls, all ex-
cept Frances, hid their red, ssuirm-
ing features in their shawls and snig-
gered, while the young men helpless
ly sprawled about. in violent contor-
dons of laughter.
The young gentleman colored and
laughed good naturedly at the thrust.
The expression of Frances face was
a compound of embarrassment, anger
and disgust. The demonstration was
highly fattering to the preacher.
His face was purple and swollen with
rrlo Affn,.
been restored he said:
In order ter git yer minds little
easy about this young man. SOS you
kin give me a little of yer 'tention,
I'll tell ye all who he is: He's Willie
Miller, the son NV Mr.. Jacob Miller,
our neighbor. Willie haz been off
down in the blue grass, a-goiR to col
lege and haz growed so that you
girls and boys haz all fergot him.
All un ye take er good look at him
now afore start the gospel wagon,
and then less us have no more inter
ruptions. Billy, don't yer think no
ways hard o. me fer talkin like We
wuz a peacock. / was sorter mad at
them young roosters back thar or /
wouldn't er done it,"
Only sly glances from sullen, jeal-
GUS eyes were sent toward the new
conner thenceforward by the young
men. OF course the girls could not
Keep their eyes away from him and
were not expected to.
Ever and anon Frances would turn
her blue eyes on his handsome face,
and her heart would beat much faster
when she would do so.
Mr. Miller would frequently look
at Frances, and when he would do SO
he'd find immediate and pressing ne
cessity for deeper breathing.
II knew she'd been pretty little
girl" he thought, ''but who could
have believed she would have de-
veloped into regular stunner7 Oh,
mew
HE was nice looking little boy
tolerable who could have guess
ed he would have grown into such
wonderfully handsome man? Oh,
dearl" And so thinking Frances
would steal another look.
''Oh, me! Now see how very, very
foolish has been the feud that has so
long existed between my family and
hers, Mr.. Miller thought.
MY father thinks he can never for.
give the Miller family, but 1 don't
think one should be so unreasonable
and headstrong. I can forgive even
the old man Miller" Frances thought.
Il love her sure" thought William
Miller.
Now 1 know what love is for the
first time, :" thought Frances Banker
ship.
soh, i'll can only win heri" thought
William.
''oh, if he'd only try to win mer'
thought Frances.
'.she shall be minel" he mentally
vowed.
I'd lie his if 1 could bep she men.
tally vowed.
When preaching was over and the
jolly streams of young people had
flowed out of the house and formed
an eddy of happy tumult in front.
young Miller went up to Frances.
who was about starting, and lifting
his hat said, This is my schoolmate,
Miss Frances Blankership, IbelieveTr
The young girl smiled, blushed and
bowed.
''If you have no objection, I'd like
the pleasure of being your escort