Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1895-09-27

I ~ lIfrJ,&. N'/[. lnuc, With II
L,:s/i&,VijB +>II peck c I hand
or/s$ES,IPIIELc-[,<>> kerchief fas-
::1stSiN, !I.5.5I-.-S. tened, Beatrice
oa>a IN :...,..@> Cenci fashion,
over her lnxuriant brown tresses, II
huge checked apron enveloping her
trim littlc figure, and sleeves rolled
up above the elbow.
Deacon Powers stood opposite,
nervously feeling of his hristly chin.
Theodore WAS young aud pretty,
with limpid, hazel eyes. rings of
brown hnr strnying like iloss-sil; over
her temples, and rosy lips.
Deacon Powers was elderly and
wrinklcd, with an Understandable sharp
ness i'll his face, MS il it had worn away
in contact with the world.
cts getting to he mn imposition, .
said Theodore, brusqucly. "Lsst
week we had two tract distributors
here, and week before that old Doctor
Doddincton and his wife and three
children stayed here five days, so Tint
1T should be convenient for the semi
annual convention. In fact, | don't
remember II single month without
company since wo have lived ut the
parsonage. And we have no girl now,
and papn has tho neuralgia. so you
must tell this young Clergyman To go
somewhere else. | won't hnvo him
herc!"
But, my dear Miss Reed -"
"lm not your 'denr Miss Reed :"
said Theodore. vchemcntly. "If [
was, you would try TO spnro me lit
tic Of all this annoyance. Yes, know
am the minister's daughter, and rs
such am expected to have neither feel.
lngs nor preference, nor scnsihlities
OF any kind. But I'm human, after
all; and | decline to keep perpetual
free hotel for every one who comes in
this direction
your predecessor. Miss Recd-tho
lnmented Mrs. Smiley was never
nverse to entertaining the saints" re-
proachluliy uttered the deacon.
Her door was ever open, and her
nminblo hospitality -"
"Oh, yes. | know!" said Theodorn.
"And she died Mt forty. | intend to
1.-Two n great deal longer than that.
She was killed by sewing societies,
company and Dorcas meeting. I've
had enough of that sort of thing, and
| mean to stop. If the church people
wish papa to entertain all creation,
they must raise his snlnry-t that's nil I"
'But. my good young friend"
At that moment, however, IL third
person unexpectedly appeared upon
the scene. The door between the par
lor and kitchen, which had, upper
ceived by Miss Reed and Deacon Pow
ers, stood slightly ajar, opcned-a tall.
frank laced Young man stock there,
with decided color on his cheeks.
Deacon Powers" said he, "prny
assure this young lady TINT will not
trespnss upon her hospitality Per-
haps we had better go to to the next
place nj once"
There was something in his mir and
manner which caused the dencon to
shoot out Of tho kitchen like an mr..
row from the bow, and the next mo-
ment Theodore was alone.
She colored and bit her lin.
"lts all true" sho snid, "ovcry
word of it, But Pm little sorry he
heard it. Perhaps he wasn't to blame.
after all.
And Theodore went vigorously on
with tho pear marmaladr. until the
old clock in the corner struck eleven.
and then sue poured out cup of
chocolate and ran up stairs to her
fathers room.
MIR. Reed snt before his study-table,
with his temples resting on his hands,
his elbows among the chaos of books
and papers. Thco went to his side ut
once and laid her hand on his head.
Papa" she said wistfully, ISIS
your neuralgia worse?"
very much worse, Theo," he said,
lifting his pa!n-glazed eyes to her
eager, questioning young face. al
do not believe that | can preach to.
morrow; do not believe that can
ever prepare 1t sermon"
Theodore looked aghast
But, papa" said she, "what car
you do? Old Doctor Denton is ont O.
town, and"
My dear, snid the poor clergy
man, pressing his hands to his throb
bing temples, you must send not.
to Mr.. Hervey, aud ask him to ofliciat,
IN my place, as a special favor"
"Who is Mr.. Hervey?" said Theo
dora.
81 don't know" sighed Mr.. Reed
~ only know that he was to be n
Windield this week. Most probabl,
he will be at the Star Hotel"
every we'll, papa" said Theodore
feigning cheerfulness that she wa
very fur from feeling. Drink you