News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1905-01-11

asst uOtch. Teeny. you take which
ever one you please, 'ceptin' only Kan
ns- Nebraska. Her I'm bound ter have
my own self. She's so homely she's
right down interestin'."
Inwardly Teeny ground his teeth.
June meeting was held at Clay Bank
church. full ten miles away. The road
was for the most part level and shady.
He had hoped to go and come riding
at ROwena's elbow and somehow to
tell her of his love. 1t was bad enough
to have the hack upset and all that,
but nothing compared to finding him.
self thus forced to help in shepherding
the Anderson flock. Yet he could not
protest. Jim Polk, it was evident, fully
approved Joe's plan, and Jim Folks
word was law. More than that, the
humor of his discontinue appealed to
him. He laughed boyishly as he said:
you be right easy, Joe. You shall
have all the states and territories, ev-
cry single one. AS for me, I'll search
the scripchers. always did like Miss
Rachel Susan and Miss Jerusha Ann
better'n all the rest"
The hack was the focus of all eyes
when upon June meeting day it drew
up with a great flourish a little way
from the church door.
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grab the reins if in her opinion there
was occasion. Behind her the whole
space overhowed with bright eyed
bloom. Rowena and Adelaide had each
a child in her lap and others under ell
bows and on crickets at her feet.
Notwithstanding, Jim Polk, who rode
at the wheel, had very small boy up
behind him and a growing baby girl
snugly nestled on his saddle bow.
Mrs. Day had the softest, motherly
drawl. "Now, remember, you Rowe
an Aday," she said as she clambered
down and took the baby in her arms,
you amt to be proud an look like you
was stuck up. Speak fer everybody
you know, jest same as eff we didn't
have the hack"
Joe and Teeny pounced upon them.
"Now you have done it! Nice time O.
day ter git herer' Joe said reproach.
fully. 81 know it's your fault, Jim
Polk Miss Sarah's never been this
late befo. Foot washin' is done be.
gun. an we can't git so much as err
mother flea inside that yonder sacred
editice, much less folks
"Why amt you in thar? 1 thought
sho'ly you'd be bent an bound on
findin' out the length O. Kansas-Ne-
braskas foot" Jim Polk said hushed.
ly, but with twinkling eyes.
His wife gave him glance of mild
protest, saying: You oughter not talk
that way Sunday, Jim Polk
But still it's the biggest picnic any
body ever saw" Joe broke in. Then,
spreading his Ilue umbrella possessive-
ly over Addy's head: Miss Sarah. lem
l have ter go back ter my Biography les
son. Err good little boy like me oughter
have some fun through recess time
You, Joe Hush!' Miss Sarah said.
smiling over at Teeny, who stood mute
and blissful beside Rowena. Nov,
you boys have done acted 50 nice. don't
you go and spill it all lettin' the Ander.
sons see how much you'd ruther wait
Orwell, other gals
Miss Sarahs eyes ranged the whole
breadth of shade. 1t was fecked with
people who could not get inside, about
half in laughing groups, the others
paired and conscious of nothing be-
yond their solitude of two. The church
could not hold a quarter of the June
meeting crowd. but since preaching
went on from near sunrise to sunset
all who really cared to do it could come
within sound of the gospel.
The laughing groups walked in gay
procession To the spring and thence on
to the barbecue pit. The couples sat
still upon stumps. logs or the turf it.
self. With his heart in his eyes Teeny