Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1904-07-25

t'other day, an he got to runnin' on,
like them sort O. men will, to me an
Hanks. George was writtin' letters at
the desk The drummer begun tellin'
US about bein' astonished to see folks
like the Cranstons in this out Of the
way place. He said Miss Lydia was
the belle O Richmond society an had
big public men runnin' after 'er. lie
SAID our go- ornor-you know Governor
Telfare is n widower about my age
well. he met 'er Mt some military en-
campment down south an is dead bent
on marryin' her. l wanted to stop the
Teller. fer knowed George was listen
in, but l couldn't take the liberty.
seed George had quit writin' an was
lookin out O the window with his jaw
set, like he was sufferin'.
Then the drummer begun to tell
about how she had squelched q Teller
up In Richmond. He was rich YAM
kee that was bein' entertained up thar.
an met her at some big dinner. II
seems she set right acrost the table
from him, an some'n' he said agin the
southern soldiers made 'er flre up. You
know two of her uncles was killed at
Gettysburg. Well, instead o apologize
Ing like he ort, he seemed to think it
was mighty funny, an he spent the
rest o. the dinner hittin' at the dead
Confederate soldiers-jest think o. that
the dead ones.-said they had no right
to have flowers strewed on Their graves
an the like. The drummer said she
tuck 1t like born lady, as mild as she
could, out o. politeness, an beca'se she
saw that the lady that give the party
was worried by his conduct. but she
give the Teller cold stare after din
ner, an ordered her carriage to take
Ter home. The whole thing, 1t seems,
along with her good looks an high
position, literally turned the Yankees
head. He made dozen attempts after
that to meet 'er, but she refused to
have anything to do with I'm. He
found out whar she attended church,
an went thar one Sunday, an after
meetin' was over he waited at the foot
o. the steps outside. Seems like he
counted on his smile dom the work.
fer when she appeared at the top O
the steps he jest tuck off his hat an
made low bow, an stood GRIMM,
to show how sorry he was. The drum
mer said she happened to have some
pennies in her hand, an that she jest
drapped 'em in the feller's hat as eff
he was be.gar, an. without lookin' at
i'm, passed on down the steps. They
say it got out, an so much fun was
made Of 1t that the Teller left Rich
mond. She's Jest like queen, any
way, Mrs. dillyer, but III tell you
believe she likes George Buckley
believe she likes an respects i'm. An
when l see her an him to-
gether l jest feel like the two OF 'em
is dom right to feel that Away, even
eff it never comes to anything. It's
the prettiest sight on earth-that sort
o. thing is. Mrs. Hillyer. An some
times 1t seems to me that it's Jest be-
case they are helt apart that they are
drawed so close together. She's ut
the top. Mrs. Hillyer, an his daddy
has put up wall betwixt the two, but
they are a-lookin' over 1t into each
others eyes an a-wonderin' jest
a-wonderin'."
Mrs. Hillyer gazed at the cotton buy
err steadily, and her eyes filed. "Mr.
Kenner." she said unsteadily, I've
listened to some sermons once in
awhile an been blessed. but 1t was
rare thing. But give you my word
you've made me feel good this mornin'.
Huh. I never lowed 1t was in you! An
jest think, you hain't married. Thars
oodlins O. deservin' gals In the world.
lettin' Their good hearts wither up
without speck O. love, an yore rich
soul is dryin' up year by year in this
musty warehouse. tell you, I'm
goin' to find you a wife,
II wish you would Kenner laughed.
"I've got faith in yore judgment, an I'd
take any you picked out an be thank
full. An th.s affair OF Georges makes
me wish I'd made better use O. my time
fore it was too late"
TOO late notu;n'." laughed Mrs. Hill-
yer as she turned away. You are
sight younger now than half O. these
beardless dudes that have already
danced their youth away
Arriving at home. the merchants
wife BUSTED into the warm sitting
room, where her niece sat sewing at
window, and. throwing lser shawl on
q chair, she stood before the wood fire.
'Hortense," she said suddenly, Il
want to talk to you"
ITO me?' asked the young woman In
surprise. What is it?'
Mrs. Hillyer stood before her. Il
want to say that Jim kenner Is one o
the best men | ever knowed, seed or
heard tell Of want to say, moreover,
that he would marry under Jest the
right proyocation. want to add, too.
that this town is full O. the blindest set
O. gals that ever wore gowns"
"Well,' gasped Miss Snowden in sur
prise, Il can't see why you are hurting
it in my face! I'm sure have always
thought he was nice sort of man.
He's always treated Inc nicely"
"Well," and Mrs. Hillyer turned
away. "I've put bug in yore year, an
eff 1t don't kick it's dead; that's all I've
got to say"
The following Sunday, after the serv-
ice, she met Kenner just outside the
church and greeted him with a broad
smile.