The Penn's Grove record., 1895-11-01

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screwed up his courage, which had
reached ebb-tide during the period OF
suspense, and found himself admitted
by Mrs. Jones to the kitchen. A glance
revealed the fact that the lord of the
house of Jones was fast asleep in his
crm-chair, his boots of, and his calves
laid across a kitchen chair.
E as Miss Jonesin?" timidly inquired
JchIal, fearful that his voice might
arousethe sleeper.
"Y-e-s,c doubtfully replied Mrs.
Jones. "Do you want to see her in
particular"
"Yessum--I-I--"
"Well, she's gone to bed; but II
you'll wait I'll call her," interrupted
Mrs. Jones, going to the stairs door
and shouting
"Ph'eb! Phoebe Jones. Git right
up an come down. You've got COM
pany!"
The sleeping father evidently recog-
nized the peremptory tone and awak-
ened with a snort-the fragments of an
exploded snore. He rubbed his eyes
and inquired:
Whats up?"
"Tou are, an you'd better go on to
bed" responded his wife in the same
convincing tone.
He evidently shared her opinion, for
he Immediately CROPPED and stumbled
along to an adjoining room, without
even discovering Jehial in the unlight'
ed oom
II seemed to Jehial that hours passed
before Phoebe descended the stairs and
entered the room, and in response to
Mrs. Jones's questions he had told all
that he ever knew and considerable
that he only guessed at, regarding the
history of the Jayhawks and their an
tecedents and circumstances"
Phoebe, clad in a simple white dress,
chat seemed to him a marvel of ele-
gance, advanced and gave him her hand,
saying:
.'Good evening. Mr.. Jayhawk viii
you excuse me while 1 get q light?"
She went into the parlor and lit the
comfortable Tampa poRderous affair
with an deliberately decorated globe OF
ground glass.
"Walk right in this way, MI. Jay
hawk" she called from the parlor in
her best parlor voice.
1t was the first time he had eve
heard himself called Mr., andi it seemed
so ridiculously ont of shape that the
ghost of a grin began to witch the
corners of his mouth.
Fortunately for Jehisi, Phoebe di-
yined both his timidity and his inten-
tions and at oncs brought matters to a
successful issue by asking him if he
had seen the announcement for the
Fourth and if he purposed to attend.
eyes; 1 was tninkin' I'd like to go
if-if-if / might"
Certainly; l should think you
might just as well as not. 1t would be
too bad to miss such a Fourth as this
is to be, I'm sure" prompted Phoebe.
"I.I.I mean I'd like the pleasure Of
your company to the Fourth, Miss
Jones'" he stammered, ~reeollecting his
formula and pronouncing it at q single
breath. as though fearful that it might
escape him before he could pronounce
it.
"Certainly; with pleasure, Mr.. Jay.
hawk" replied Miss Jones in the af.
fected tone prescribed by the "Iadies'
Guide to Etiquette or the Manual Of
Good Manners" Then came Q dead
calm broken only by the echoes OF
the parental snores whose outer rip
pies penetrated to the most distant
portion of the house. Finally Jehial
,rinned at the variations in the nasal
Grenade and crossed his legs. Phoebe
also grinned and shifted her position.
Then they grinned in concert and
shifted in concert. Phoebe a,hemme5
md Jehial a-hemmed.
Jehial remarked that he must be GO
ng, and Phoebe remarked that he
must not be in a hurry. He took her
at her word and allowsd another dead
calm to settle. Even the parental
snores failed to start the conversa-
tional circulation. The frogs in the
deep hole-dignified in common par
lance by the name of Daddy Jones's
Emusic box"-did their best to rasp
the silence into speech and failed.
Then a ~screech-owl lit on the we'll
weep and fetched a screech that faily
lifted the speeches. couple from their
feet.
Jehial again remarked that he must
be going. Phoebe did not dispute it.
As he passed out into the moonlight
ind heard Phoebe hut the door be-
aind him and struggle with the rebel
ious look it seemed to him that he
vas walking upon thin air instead
2f gravel. There WAS something in the
Moonlight that he had neve known be-
,lore. Even the frogs in the old ''mu-
tic box" croaked with a rhythm and
cadence almost divine-he wondered
That he had never noticed it before.
He wondered at the pangs of doubt
md timidity that he had suffered a few
moments before when going up that
| walk. 1t seemed a new world to him.
All things had become new. Every
tar twinkled with a seven-fold bril-
huCl-hll DeCAtso hls STAR VI hopV
Lad risenl
The Fourth was over, almost. They
lad gazed in unconcealed establishment
1t the long procession of masked and
painted fantasies, and laughed till
they sched at the broad burlesques
and crude approximations they had
;onvulsed at the falls of the bag races,
md roared at the antics of the pur-
luers of the CREASED pig; they had ex-
berienced the patriotic shocks which
result from the discharge of an anvil
they had drained to the dregs the
pleasures of pink lemonade and Toasted
on the sweets of sticky popcorn balls.
, As they rode home the sun slowly
sank behind the hills - gray and
grizzied with the sheen of dry, wiry
poverty grass that fringed their sterile
SUBMITS, like the scanty briBtles Oh
the back of a lean herd of swine. They
bad reached the period AZ 4l-~~~AAAi