The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1895-10-01

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over her luxurant brown tresses, II
huge checked apron enveloping her
trim little figure, and sleeves role |
up above the elbow.
Deacon Powers stood opposite.
nervously feeling of his bristly chin.
Theodore was young and pretty,
with limpid, hazel eyes, rings of
brown hair straying like hoss-silk over
her temples, and rosy lips.
Deacon Powers was elderly and
wrinkIed, with an indescribable sharp
ness IN his face, MS if it had worn away
III contact with the world.
Its getting to be an imposition. "
said Theodore, brusquely. last
week we had two tract distributors
here, and week before that old Doctor
DoIdington and his wife and three
children stayed here five days, so that
1T should be convenient for the semi
annual convention. In fact, / don't
remember single month without
company since we have lived ut the
parsonage And we have no Girl now.
and pnpa has the neuragin so Won
must tell this youn& clergyman to 90
somewhere else. ! won't have him
hcrel'
But, my dcnr Miss Reed--"
I'm not your dear Miss Reed ="
said Theodora, vchemently. .If I
was, you would try to spare me lit
tie OF all this annoyance. Yes, know
am the minister's daughter, md rs
such am expected to have neither feel
lugs nor preference, nor sensibiitics
Of any kind. But I'm human, after
all; and decline to keep perpetual
free hotel for every one who comes i'm
this direction.
Your predecessor. Misc Recd-the
Iamentcd Mrs. smiley never
"yerse TO entertaining the saints, " re.
proHchfully uttered the deacon.
Her door was ever open, and her
aminblc hospitality 80
'Oh, yes, ] know ~ said Theodore.
And she died ut forty. I intend TO
live n great deal longer than that
She was killed by sewing societies.
company aud Dorcas mceting. I've
had enough of that sort of thing. and
! mean TO stop. 1.-THE church people
wish papa 60 entertain all creation,
they must raise his salary that's all -
''Bui, my good young friend"
At that moment, however, u third
person UNEXPECTEDLY appeared upon
the scene. The door between the par
Tor and kitchen, which had, unpcr.
ceiyCd by Miss Reed aud Deacon Pow
ere, stood slightly niar, opened "A tall.
frank faced young man stock there.
with decided color on his checks.
deacon Powers, said he, pray
assure this young ia ly that ] will not
trespass upon her hospitality. Per.
haps we had better go to 60 the next
place ut once.
There was something in his air and
manner which caused the deacon TO
shoot ont Of the kitchen like an ar.
row from the bow, and the next mo.
incnt Theodore was alone.
She cOlorcl aud bit her lin.
ITS all true, she said, "cvery
word OF It, Bat I'm little sorry no
heard it, Perhaps he wasn't to blame.
alter all.
And Theodore went vigorously on
with the pear ,narmnlodc. until the
old clock IN tue corner struck eleven.
nul then she poured ont n cup OF
chocolate AMI ran mp stairs t. her
fathers room
Mr. Reed sntbcforo his study-tablc,
with his temples resting on his hands.
his elbows among the chaos OF books
AMI papers. ThcO went 20 his side nj
once and laid her hand on his head
Papa she said wistfully, 'is
yOur neuralgia vOrse?'
VERY much worse, Thco, " he said,
lifting hIs paia-glozed eyes TO her
cager, questioning young face. al
90 not believe that ] can prcoos TO-
morrow; ! do not believe that ] can
ever prepare IA sermon"
theodore looked aghast.
But papa" said she, what can