The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1908-09-03

" the cottage. The town mayor was
good to look upon. The greatest com
pliment that Elizabeth could pay him
was the silent comment she made to
herself--that he did not look like the
vest of Middle vile
us this Mrs. Yorker" asked the man
ls she approached.
ut certainly is" acknowledged EllZ-
Ibeth as she bowed before him. And
ibis is Mn ayor-shall call YOU"
MY name is Warning" announced
the mayor as he met the piercing gaze
IF the widow, 81 came on Il rather
unpleasant errand. You see. | receive
Ill the complaints of the townspeople,
and Mrs. Murray, your neighbor, you
know
Isn't she dearm exclaimed Eliza
beth. "Such a. nice neighbor. But
come along in to luncheon. for man.
my's popoyers will he spoiled if we
stand here much longer"
Waring said he wasn't hungry.
That's just the point" cried Eliza
beth, with enthusiasm. you will be
If you come into the house the smell
mamny's popovers, corn pudding and,
best of all. ice cold mint juleps. Come
right along and tell me your COM
plants at the table
But, Mrs. Yorke," interrupted War
ing. II couldn't think of imposing on
stranger in this way"
Imposing" echoed Elizabeth. Law
dy me! If you knew how glad / am to
have some one to eat with me- She
dropped into one chair at the table and
motioned him to the other
AS a boy Waring had visited in the
south and had never ceased talking
about the corn pudding which even his
mother could never make with any de-
gree of success.
Mammy's corn pudding was the same
kind as that which he had eaten In
years gone by, and instead Of the COM
plants of his townEpeople the mayor
told most interesting tales of his boy
hood-how he had roamed from one
state to another. how he loved the
south and its people, how he had set
tied in Middleville and taken up polite
farming to kill time and how the poo
pie had made him mayor.
Not until after luncheon. when the
mayor and the widow We're seated on
the shady porch and Warning caught
sight of Mrs. Murray leaning over the
hedge OF dahias, did he remember why
he was Il guest of Mrs. Yorke. Beiev-
ing in the eternal fitness of things,
Warning realized that this was not the
time to push his complaint. and he
left after many hearty thanks and
more complimentary speeches
Sunday morning found the altar III
the little church laden with dahliaS-
gorgeous red and white blossoms. hang
ing their heads in reverence to the text,
taken from the twenty-third chapter Of
the Proverbs and the third verse. BE
not DESTROYS OF his dainties, seeing
they are decetful meat"
Warning attended church as part Of
the duties of his Office, and this Sunday
he walked home with bis hostess of
yesterday. He wanted to leave her at
the gate. but Elizabeth protested
"Do come in as an act Of charity.
You see, I've not been well, and our
old home doctor ordered me to some
quiet country place to rest up. SO
nanny and / landed here. But, OH
I'm just nearly dead with lonesome
ness. although do feel the change has
done me good. Come along and have a
bit of our fried chicken, won't you"
He came that day and he came
again.
The women of Vaudeville were still
sleptical Of Mrs. Yorke, but in mixed
debates the men stood up for her, and
some of the married men Went 50 far
as 10 say disagreeable things TO their
wives.
The mayor was seldom ut his
office, he was seldom found mt home,
and the day came when he must be
seen at once. Mr. Murray knew where
TO find him and hurried down the
street toward Mrs. Yorke's little cot
tage. Just at the gate he met the Rev.
DR. BOtcher, about to make his second
call on the new parishioner Together
they walked down the broad lane.
They We're not disappointed The
W idON duu lHc may VI Ntlc vi tuc
porch together
I'VE were just talking about you"
exclaimed Elizabeth as she greeted
the minister.
Just in time" called out Waring,
and the. newcomers noted the blush
that overspread the already pink
cheeks of Elizabeth
Mr.. Murray lost no time in telling
Waring what he wanted
But you know l resigned my office
last week. You see, I'm going on a
long trip" announced Waring.
"Trip" echoed Or. Botcher. Surely
you're not starting on another one Of
those lonely globe trotting trips OF
yours, jack"
"This one won't be lonesome, cause
I'm going to take a wife along to cheer
me up. That's what we were talking
xr.bon Won pop1p along How