The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1898-10-22

eldest son OF the Widow jenkins had
been refused by Miss Rebecca the week
before he married Marindy Flint.
BY this time. although no vote had
been taken. II was plainly demonstrate
ed that Miss Rebecca Blythe was to be
summarily relegated 10 the ranks OF
the elderly unmarried ladies of Pim-
leo.
The presidents heroic face fairly
beamed. Despite the readiness with
which the sisters of the sewing society
always responded to her calls, she had
counted on some opposition. Miss
Blythe was a popular young woman.
| WELL" she said with n self-satisfied
smile, "Mrs. Tracy an me talked II
all over some days ago, an we decided
then that Miss Becky has been behav-
In like chit In her teens long enough,
nm we are going to give her hint she
can't help takin'. Squire Larl<in's sis-
ter, Jane Best, has a stepson a-comin'
here 10 visit the squire; an the squire's
wife bein' but poorly, she wants we
an' the girls to get up party for him.
/ don't know whether you've ever
heard Mis- Larkin speak o. DR.. Sum
merton. He comes from out west, an
this is his first visit They say he Is
doin' real well out west. Bette an
Evvie are goin' TO give big dance fer
| him in their pas new barn Thanksgivin'
night. All the young peoples 10 get
invites tomorrow; but / just told the
girls TO leave out Miss Becky, an they
done So"
IL guess Miss Becly's pretty apt TO
| TEX hint. Becky amt been much OF
fool ez kin see" This time IL was
the owner OF the musical scissors who
spoke. "Well, good land alivel II there
amt Miss Becky herself a-comin' right
in; an she's got a strange man await
in fer her at the gate. Wonder who
| II can bel"
And then Miss Rebecca Blythe came
in, looking happy and rosy, and not a
| day over rs. She wore n trim winter
coat, and two bright yellow wings
were sticking straight up in the little
| jaunty felt hat that perched defiantly
above the wind-blown waves of Miss
Rebecca's shining black hair.
81 can't stay to-day" she announced.
"I am sorry, for / know how much
there is 10 be done; and mother was
not well enough to come. But, you
know, Squire Larkin has nephew just
come 10 town 10 spend the holidays.
| We did not know him; but IL seems he
met brother Tom out west, and so he
came TO see us as soon as he had seen
his uncle and aunt. Nothing would do
/ 4 AL 4, Z hfu
afternoon 10 see his old friends"
Mrs. Parkinson's face was a study.
She said nothing; but Miss Flint had a
malicious light in her eye as she asked:
what air we goin' 20 do, Becky, on
Thanksgiving"
at is our turn to go TO Sister Mar
tha's this year. Wen take the train in
the morning, you know, and come back
| the next day."
Then Miss Rebecca laughed merrily,
as she added: "Oh, just let me tell you.
Brother Tom actually made that man
promise 10 spend Thanksgiving with
| Sister Martha to taste her cake. You
| know what famous cake-maker Mar
tina always has been. But must hurry
away. You all look so coy in here, and
so industrious; II makes me feel quite
good for nothing"
Miss Blythe left; and hush fell up
on the assembly.
Then there was rush for the win
dow. Various complimentary remarks
| were made about the personal appear
ance of the doctor from the west, and
few uncomplimentary things said
about the deep-laid scheme of his de-
signing companion. These last did
Miss Rebecca great injustice; for she
had never even heard of the existence
| OF the doctor from the west, until his
unceremonious entrance into her
| fathers house an hour before.
Mrs. Parkinson and the meek-look-
ing lady scorned TO put themselves
| out" by going 10 the window for peep
at Miss Blythe's gallant escort. The
announcement regarding the DISPOSE
ton of the village guest on Thanks
| giving had so broken into the plans OF
the good president that amazement
and indignation stilled her voice; but
there was heightened color In her
checks, and the accelerated speed OF
| her needle told it's own story.
The meeting adjourned at an earlier
hour than usual. much 10 the relief OF
the ladies. On the whole, the afternoon
| had been an uncomfortable one.
But Mrs. Parkinson did not acknowl-
edge defeat. Early the following morn
ing she iran in" to consult with Mrs.
Tracy, one OF her stanch supporters.
| As result OF this conference the
Thanksgiving dance postponed for
several days. and the doctor received
an invitation, which, however, he did
not accept The young people on their
way TO the party saw him walking
with rapid strides in the direction OF
Deacon Blythe's; and IL was known
that Miss Rebecca had new silk waist
and a large knot OF pink ribbon for her
hair.
| Tint was only the beginning All eff