Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1911-05-23
A WIDOWS
WANTS
By NJ QUAD
Copyright, 1910, by Associated Lit
erary Press.
By NJ QUAD

1t was generally understood in the
village of Crowell that Deacon Hen
derson had his eye on the Widow Gla-
Eier. Why not? The deacon was
/ ffty-fve and a widower and wanted
home. The widow was fifty and lone
ly.
Deacon Henderson dropped into the
widows cottage one day, and after
complimenting her on her hollyhocks
and tomato vines he said:
"Widder, do you know what the folks
are saying"
! ia, mop
''They are saying that you'n me
ought to get married"
"But 1 can't get my breath! It's all
so sudden. Deacon, if we get mar
ried Wen live in your house, won't
WEI"
1--WE will"
"And you'll put down a new carpet
on the parlor floor"
"For why? The one there is a good
one"
TITS a rag carpet, and it's twenty
years old. helped Sarah cut and sew
with patterns of roses"
"Um! Too much extravaganza"
"Then l won't marry you"
The deacon went away in huff and
trying to make himself believe chat
he had a lucky escape. However, aft
er thinking it over for week he re
turned to say:
II guess I'd be willing to buy that
carpet"
"But want something else. We
must have three lace curtains. They
must be long huff to sweep the floor"
'Store carpet and store curtains"
shouted the deacon in dismay. "Why,
wilder, you'd bankrupt US in month!
No, no! Green paper shades are good
huff for u.s."
'"Then 1 guess we won't get mar
r1ed. Folks have limited that you wac
stingy, and now | see you are"
Away went the deacon for the Sec
Ond time, and for two days he patted
himself on the back He could figure
that he had saved over $50 on that
deal. The rag carpet and the paper
shades looked good to him as he sat
IN the parlor, but after three or four
days he found the old loneliness creep
ing over him. he would give in to
her. He waited one day more and
then called on her under pretense that
he had mislaid his family almanac
and wanted to know when the moon
would be in her third quarter. After
finding that out he said:
"Well. wilder. mebbe you are right
about the carpet and curtains"
Deacon, I've been thinking since
you were here we must have four
stuffed chairs to put In that parlor to
go with the new carpets and cur.
tains"
saints and sinners! Stuffed chairs!
Stuffed chairs in our parlor! Never
Wilder Glazier, never! The carpet
| and curtains would tempt Satan 'nufr.
! don't propose to risk any more"
-Four stuffed chairs, deacon, and
mebbe sofa to boot"
"I'm going home. Good dayw
Those stuffed chairs, with an add.
, t1onal sofa looming up in the near fu-
ture, were q shock to the deacon
They meant extravaganza; they meant
vanity; they meant the breaking down
of long erected barriers. NQi It cou!d
not be. He must continue his lonely
life by his lonesome. He did continue
it for ten long days and nights. Then
he went over to ask the Widow Ola
zier if the later bug had yet appeared
In her garden and to offer to lend her
some paris green to dope him with II
he had. No, the bug had not appear.
7 ed But the deacon had other things
to say. Leaning on the well curb and
the widow standing in her kitchen
door. he observed:
II s'pose one can sit down on stuff
ed chair?"
"Oh. yes"
"And they don't make body valnT
'Never heard of it."
"And they are with the money yor
nave u pay lot ell
"They surely arev
"Well, we might get 'em. Shall we
be married next month"
= IL dunno. What about your
| house?"
why. it's there in the same old
place, amt it?"
''Yes, but it needs repainting."
''You mean it wants another coat OF
whitewash. Well, me and you will dc
that together"
But we won't, deacon. It's got to
be paint-real paint, and two coats at
that. It's got to be pea green with
darker green for trimmings"
For the first time in his life the dea'
con lost consciousness and things
whirled around with him. When he
braced up the widow was saying:
"And new front steps, and a new
sidewalk, and a new picket fence. and
a pump In the wen, and then we must
have brass bedsteads and china dish
eS."
The deacon got home with shaking
knees and fell upon the bed and sent
for the doctor and the minister. The
doctor said he'd get well, and the mdn
lister said he wouldn't lose his sou