Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1901-11-26

ard like to ask the privilege Of bein mar
ried in your house, Sarah
"To be sure To be sure, was the prompt
rejoinder. Anything to see you started
well in life, if it is little late And thus
the matter was settled.
Miss Polly Bascom began at once to pre-
pare for the greatest event in her life. Mr..
Lawson was a man of her own age, tlmld
bachelor who thus far had escaped the
pitfalls of love, and who, like Polly, had
come to the conclusion that ere long II
would be too late to wed.
His courtship had extended over a series
of months and some said that at the last
moment he would back out" and leave
| Polly still in the matrimonial market.
Thanksgiving morning found Polly ready
| for her nuptials. The whole neighborhood
was on the uui vive. And why shouldn't it
be? Polly Bascom and Eph Lawson, Did
| you every
81 say, Polly, what if Parson Trimble
had asked you first" queried Mrs. Thorn
son, as she looked at Polly in her wed.
ding gown.
but he didn't He had more than one
good chance, Sarah, and you know that
| don't want to miss this one, and Polly
laughed as she surveyed herself in the mir
|
ror.
The hour of seven came on apace anc
the little parlor in the Thomson home haC
| been arrayed for the occasion The few
guests who had been invited had come, anc
Parson Trimble, accompanied by an itln
Grant minister of his own persuasion, was
likewise on hand. But the bridegroom wal
strangely absent.
Il knowed he'd back out These ole
bachelors hain't got the spunI of an
Hell come" said Polly. "Eph said he
would and that settles it,
'It1l be a sorry Thanksgiving for you
Polly, if he Doesn't
The hour passed and no Ephraim. The
guests looked at one another and always
ended by stealing glance at Miss Bascom
She was frustrated" as Mrs Thomson
said. If she let this opportunity slip she
might never have another. Polly always
! said she would be married on Thanksgiv-
ing, when she did marry, and 1t would be
a long year before another came round.
Seven--eight o'clock struck.
! Polly" said Mrs. Foster, are you goin.
to disappoint u.s. We've come to see you
married and there's no Eph here. lie
couldn't screw his courage to the stickin
point an"
/ GOllY DlubneQ anu AooNNh HNAOoS wv
room where the parson sat.
81 didn't think Eph would act that way,
! she said. ITS treatn' me rather shabbily;
but Just wait I'll show him thing or two,
| for no man can trihe with the affections OF
| Polly Bascom.'
In another moment the bride-tobe had
crossed the room aud held out her hand
TO the parson.
81 want to say that disown Eph Lawson
"A man who hasn't the courage to lead
young lady to the altar" she said. Il don't
| like TO dsappont my friends and-to-
morrow won't be Thanksgiving. SO, Parson
Trimble, if you can take me for better or
worse-take me yourself, | mean" here
Polly bushed again, ''I'll do the best can,
and Eph Lawson will learn to his sorrow
that he can't triAe with my affections"
Parson Trimble coughed little, he said
it was rather sudden, that he hadn't thought
of such thing, though all knew he had,
that he didn't care to infringe on another's
rights; but that he had always regarded
Miss Bascom as an uneKceptionsble woman,
one who would make any man happy
"Walk up to the fodder, parson, the sup.
per's gettin' cold, broke in Mrs. Thomson.
"And il Polly don't get husband this
year there's no tellin' when she will, said
Sally Truaxe.
And when the party filed into the dining
room Parson Trimbe led the way with his
new wife, and Polly wondered what Eph
Lawson would say when he heard that
there was at least one woman in the does
trict" who had a mind Of her own, and
would not let her affections be tritied with.