Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1901-08-28
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ana the passage down the principal |
street of its two prettiest girls was an
event to be viewed as if it was civic
procession. Hats flew off as they pass
ed. place was freely given, impeding
barrels and sacks removed from the |
wooden pavement and preoccupied in
door TO do homage to Cissy TriXit and |
Piney as they went by. Not but that |
Canada City in the fierce and unregen-
crate days of its youth had seen fairer |
and higher colored faces, more gayly |
bedizened. on its thcroughfares. but
never anything 50 fresh and innocent,
They stood there all unconsciously
revefenclng their absent mothers, sis
tiers and daughters in their sponta-
neous homage to the pair and seemed
to feel the wholesome breath of their
eastern homes waited from the freshly
ironed skirts of these foolish virgins as
they rustled by. l am afraid that
neither Cissy nor Piney appreciated
this feeling-few women did at that
time-indeed these young ladies assum-
ed slight air of hauteur. "Really,
they do stare So" said Cissy. with
eyes dilating with pleasuable emo
ton. We'll have to take the back
street next time" Piney, proud in the
glory reflected from Cissy and in her
own, answered. I'VE Wiltshire"
There was only one interruption to
this triumphal progress, and that was
SO slight as to be only noticed by one
,,f fI,n vi, .te @l,o
new works at the mill the new en-
gineer. as Piney had foreseen, was
leaning against the doorpost smoking
n pipe. He took his hat from his head
and his pipe from his mouth as they
approached, greeted them with an easy
Good afternoon" yet with glance
that was quietly observant and toler-
antly critical. There" said Cissy
when they had passed, didn't tell
you? Did you ever see such conceit
in your born days! hope you did
not look at him."
| Piney, conscious of having done so
and of having blushed under his scru-
tiny, nevertheless stoutly asserted that
she had merely looked at him "to see
who it was" But Cissy was placated
| by passing the Secamps' cottage, from
whose window the three strapping
daughters of John Scamp, lately an
emigrant from Missouri, WERE as Cissy
had surmiscd. tightening the household
duties by gazing at the, TO them, I'M
wonted wonders of the street. Wheth-
er their compilations, still bearing
traces of the allali dust and inefficient
nourishment of the plains. took more
yellow tone from the spectacle of Cis-
sy's hat | cannot say. Cissy thought
they did. Perhaps Piney was nearer
the truth when she suggested that they
We're only docking" 70 enable them to
make homemade copy Of the hat
next week.
Their progress forward and through
the outskirts of the town was of the
| same triumphal character. Transfers
| withheld their oaths and their uplfted
whips rs the two girls passed by. wca
ny miners toiling in bitches looked up
with pleasure that was half remnis
cent of their past. younger skylarkers
stopped in their horseplay. with half
smiling, half apologize faces; more
ambitious riders on the highway urged
their horses to greater speed under the
girls inspiring eyes. and "Vaquero
Billy" charging them full tilt. brought
up his mustang on its launches and
rigid forelegs. with sweeping bow of
his sombrero. within a foot of their art.
fully simulated terror In this way
they at last reached the clearing In the
forest, the church, with Its ostentatious
spire, and Rev. Mr.. Windibrooks'
dwelling, otherwise humorously known
as 1.-THE parsonage" where Cissy in.
tended to call.
Rev. Mr.. Windbrook had been &c,
lected by his ecclesiastical superiors to
minister to the spiritual wants of Can
ada City as being what was called q
"hearty" man. Certainly If considera
bic lung capacity, absence of reserve
and power of hand shaking and bach
slapping were necessary to the redemp
ton of Canada City Mr.. Windibrook's
ministration would have been success.
full. But, singularly enough, the rude
miner was apt to resent this familiar.
ity, and it is recorded that Isaac Wood
otherwise known as Grizzly Wood,
once responded to cheerful back slap
from the reverend gentleman by an os.
tentatiously friendly hug which nearly
dislocated the pastors ribs. Perhaps
Mr.. Windibrook was more popular OIL
account of his admirlng enthusiasm
over the prosperous money getting
members of his flock and singular
sympathy with their methods, and Mr.
TriXit's daring speculations were an
especially delightful theme to him.
"All, Miss TriXit," he said as Cissy
entered the little parlor, "and how is
your dear father? Still startling the
money market with his fearless specu
lations? This, Brother Jones'" turning
to visitor, sis the daughter of our Ma.
poleon of finance, Montagu Trixit. On
ly last week in that deal in the Com.
stock he cleared $4,000. Yes. sir" re-
peating it with JUNCTION, $4,000 in
about two hours and Il single stroke OF
the pen. | believe l am not overstating
Miss TriNit," he added, appealing &c
Cissy with Il portentous poiitcness that
Nt' 40 b'ibis hAtihS as plcNious
"heartiness."
Cissy colored slightly. 81 don't know
she said simply. She was perfectly
truthful. She knew nothing of her IA
Tiers business except the vague repu
tation Of his success.
Her modesty, however, produced a
singular hilarity in Mr.. Windibrook
and n playful push. you don't know
Ha, but do. Yes, sir"-to the visitor
81 have reason to remember it. called
upon him the next day. used, sir, the
freedom of an old friend. Trixit,' ]
said, clapDing my hand on his shoulder
the Lord has been good to you. con.
graduate YOU
Hin! he said without looking up
What do you reckon those congratula.
lions are worthY Many man, sir, who
didn't know his style would have been
= staggered. But knew my man. look.
ed him straight in the eye. "A new or.
| pan' I said and MS roOl n onn nc Sac.