The Crittenden record. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1904-1907, 1904-08-19

Mrs. Pl,mpsey was a widow, black
eyed and buxom and of cheerful dis
position. She tenanted one OF the dea
cons two houses and he had stopped IN
like a good landlord to see If there
was anything that needed fixing
around the place, He had found the
widow perched on a stepladder, wash
ing the parlor window, and she said
that If he'd excuse her she'd Just 60
right on with her work, as she could
talk to him Just as well The deacon
couldn't hardly help noticing that she
had a mighty shapely ankle. He ap-
proved Of plaids, although he was, of
course, too modest a man to say so
"Gracious!" exclaimed Mrs. Plimp-
sey, 81 never saw you so fierce. dea-
con. | sh'd think. though. that II PEG
pie didn't want to get kissed they
might keep away from the Wllklnses
lane, evenin's."
well" said the deacon, they might.
mebbe. but don reckon they 90
'ceptin out Of harmless female Gu
rloslty, an they've a right to go. !
don't blame EN-. But this Jack, h
orter be rid on a white oak rail. The
idee, that good loolln woman can
go where she dun pleases. an fee
aafe!"
The widow smiled you don't need
70 hold that ladder. deacon" she said
II guess rs safe now" she continued
anyways I've promised TO go over q,
WilkIrses myself this evenln'."
MOI exclaimed tho deacon, "donr
gou do It. MIS- Pllmpsey"
"l'il take chances" said the widow
giving him a coquettish glance. 81
suess there ain't nobody'd want 10 BIS
me"
Come down on'n that there ladder
a mint" said the deacon. with a flush
Ing face.
I'm no, through yet" said MR.
Pllmpsey. calmly. an think I see
Ms Bleylns startln' out Of her from,
gate. Maybe she's lookln' for you"
The deacon started and hastily plcke
mp his hat
u reckon It's time I was goln." h.
said. III you don't mind ri let my
self out o the back door. He had
reached the parlor door. when h.
turned back.
You're jokIn' about roln' through
that lane this evenin', amt you7" he
asked.
mo- sac answered. II don't think
m be bothered. Yet. It is Mis- Blevins
an she's a comm here"
The deacon bottled
When Mrs Plimpsey suddenly fel,
herself In the sudden clasp Of a pair
Of strong arms In the gloom OF the
Wilkinses laLe that evening. she posi-
bly, regretted that she had not needed
the deacon's advice. but at all events
she retained her self-possession. Rec
ognizing the futiliiy Of resistance she
meekly surrendered her lips to the
spuiler. but Just as he drew away foi
breath she made a sudden snatch a.
the red beard that was pressing her
peachy cheek. Il came on In her hant
and Jack the Kisser. starting back. dis
closed beneath his slouched hat the
counterance OF Deacon Malachi Blev.
ins-and a rueful countenance Il was
too.
Deacon" said Mrs Pllmpsey. re-.
proachfully. "Can this be you1"
The deacon huns his head.
What do YOU suppose Mrs. Blsvins
will say when tell her this," demand.
ed the widow. stcrnly
You Amt goln' to tell her. are you''
asked the deacpn. implorlnEly. Say
you won't You don't know what she
Is or you wouldn't | don't believe tlI
ever have done this u Il hadn't beer
Tor her She's jest blue vit'rol an colo
p.scn. IL Mis- Blevlns she's belt me
down and made lie misery every
time looked crosscy,d at a woman
an I allus liked wlmmen. In an inner.
cent way Between her an susialnln
raperiation I've hen a tol'ablc mis-.
tahle man. an lately go, desp'rii. an
Kicked over tho traces You wouidnu
tell cr-nsssyf"
= think you ough, 10 be ashamed o.
Yourself" said Mrs Pllmpscy, Y lhlnt
I ought to toll declare I'm afraid 81
YOU"
"You don't need 10 be"
u am. u I don't tell will you he
have yourself and not 80 round kiss
Ina young rir's agalnf"
-iioncsi. ! tcvcr wlll-ncssy." ssit
ne deacon
= Mind n had an idea II was You
a't the widow presently. but ~
never have believed you had M
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