The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1911-11-14
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Temper and Temperance
By CLARA INEZ DEACON
Copyright. 1911. BY Associated Literary Press)


to the pretty village church at the
foot Of the hill.
Pretty girls with their Sunday
| beaux were strolling toward the vine.
covered building from every direction
and Titus and Miss Parsons found
themselves in the midst OF a crowd Of
young people at the church doors.
Though far from interested. Titus
listened attentively to the speakers
and took part in the pretty service of
the church. He even raised his splen-
did tenor voice to its best pitch and
joined in the hymns of the evening.
At last the organ struck up the tune
he had been dreading. but when he
looked up to see VINO was TO sing the
song-who IL was that he had listened
to that afternoon with such irritable
paticnce-he was taken back. Stand
ing on the platform by the side OF the
great sheet on which were being
thrown the stereopticon views stood a
beautiful girl. Titus rubbed his eyes
and looked again. Yes-beautifIl was
hardly the word; she was far more
than that. No wonder her voice had
sounded sweet in the afternoon.
The girl stood there and sang until
there was hardly dry eye in the
room, and with every verse that she
sang Titus fell more deeply a slave to
her charms. She was so smple-so
good-sO different from girls he knew
back In the city.
Then happy thought came to him
she lived next door Perhaps he
might meet her-even on the morrow.
The rest of the meeting way any
thing but long TO him. He faasted
his eyes on the girl and was sorry when
the little minister had pronounced his
final benediction. and he, with Miss
Parsons. was being elbowed about by
the departing crowds
On the way home he asked about
the girl who had sung.
That is Miss True" his companion
told him she is at home for her
vacation and we begged her to sing for
us tonight. She is studying music in
the city"
She has n wonderful voice." Titus
| said. trying to keep his own tones
from sounding too enthusiastic.
III tell her you think So" Miss
| Parsons laughed.
Miss Parsons told everything she
| heard, so Titus had learned in his
few days residence in the house
When they reached home he heard
voices on the porch next door. There
was laughing. and Titus wished he
might join the gay party He heard
the ripping notes of The girls voice
and all night he dreamed of them.
Ii was at breakfast the next morn.
ing that he again ventured to speak
of her
"Oh. here she comes. now" cried
Miss Parsons. She's bringing over
the eggs. I'll tell her what you said
the spinster giggled Having been
| deprived of romance in her own life,
she Immediately scented the begin.
| ming of one here
81 did enjoy your-voice," Titus
found himself saying. after he had
| acknowledged the introduction.
The girl laughed. You save your
self. she said. with a reproving
finger raised toward him; you say
my voice. Can yor honestly say you
enjoyed the song?" she asked.
JOlutu ueT laughter. AS
you sang it-yes," he admitted.
Though | didn't think any one in the
world ever sang it any more"
Did you ever cry over it when
| you were little?" she asked.
81 did" John Titus confessed.
Then we're even aren't we? We
have something in common with"
/ he thought she was going to say
each other" but she continued-"the
whole world"
After half nour the girl asked
Titus now long he intended to re-
main In the little village.
For a month";" he told her quickly.
though only that afternoon he had
decided that IT was too slow and un-
interesting to spend even another
week in.
When the month was up he took
home with him the promise of
Margery True to be his wife.