The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1913-11-20

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"Of course will ask you no more than
any one else she began, but be
broke In gladly:
(Which means that you will come.
Thank you, Mary"
All the way home job Tanner was
contrasting the coy little house he had
Just left with his own spacious but
lonely abode. Meanwhile Mrs. Clemens
was assuring herself that she was re
Rarded by her late caller only In the
light OF capable servant.
She went 60 her Held OF labor early
on the Monday morning before Thanks.
giving. Sally was warm admirer OF
Mrs. Clemens and helped In her usual
careless fashion. All things for which
Mary asked we're provided. even to a
boz OF cut flowers from Beighboring
city.
Thanksgiving morning dawned, gray
and overcast. About \ o'clock Job en-.
tered the house from the harm.
Miss Clemens. she said for you to
come In the dinin' room and see how
things looked" was Sally's greeting.
When he opened the door he stood
speechlcss. The old room was trans
formed into n bower OF benuty. The
bay window was filled with cvergreens
and adorned with yellow chryssnthe.
NUNS and silver leaved begoaias from
Mary's home The quaint Old mahog
any sidebonrd was filled with choice
bits OF china and silver. quiverine
molds of amber jelly, n massive sill.
yer cake basket filed with slices Of
rich. dark fruit cake and q bowl Of
scarlet carnations. The long table was
spread with fine linen and ornamented
with smilnx and roses. On low vine
draped stand between the side win.
dows was a pyramid Of apples. oranges
and bananas.
at all looks good enough to eat
And 80 do you" he went On. noting
her well fitting brown gtngham dress.
white apron aud pink ribbon at her
throat. MARY, you make my home a
paradise Stay here AZ my wife"
She grew very pale. Twice she e..
sayed 20 speak. but the words died on
her lips II was not until he came
nearer that she found her voice.
"No. no. You ask me because you
are sorry for me and your home In lone
~. cannot be your wife on these
terms"
II do not see why you cannot !
will be good to you, Mary"
She smiled. although her lips Quiv-
cred plteously. II know you would.
Job There Is something else"
mot another manr'
"Oh. no. Please don't ask any more"
81 have right to know. You must
tell me why you cannot be my wife"
There was grave dignity In his
voice that she could not gainsay. She
must tell him the truth
Because love you. Job Tanner.
Nay. do not interrupt me. You would
indeed be good 20 me. but ! know too
well the result Of union where the
love IL all on one side. and 81 ] will
not be your wife. Now. not word
more on the subject. have outraged
my sense Of womanly pride. but you
made me speak" And before he could
recover from his establishment she had
taken refuge in the kitchen.
The guests began to arrive In short
time. Job had no opportunity for an.
other word with Mrs. Clemens. One
fact was plain 10 him-Mary had re
fused him.
Dinner over. there was an hour Of 90
cial intercourse. Then the guests de
parted. when job re-entered the house.
after seeing the last load drive OF. he
found Sally washing the dishes.
Where Is Mrs. Clemens. Saliyf" he,
asked.
Sally paused. dlshclOth In enc hand
and n half washed plate In the other
where. indeed He recognized the
tone as one that marked the height Of
Sally's displeasure. "She's gone home
dr1v on by that sister Of yourn.
Hump! I'd Jest like 20 give Abigail
Skinner piece OF my mind. come
right near doIn' II. but Miss Clemens
the lamb-she begged me TO keep still"
A little sklllful questioning put Job
in possession OF the facts. Mrs. skin.
ner had entered the kitchen and plain
~ expressed " Mrs. Clemens the sur.
prise and Indignation Of the family
concerning the widows presence.
"Said az how they were all sayin' as
how she was n-throwin' OF herself NJ
your head" Sally went on. "Mary
Clemens wouldn't marry you nohow.
If she would you'd be a bigger fool
than you air now not 10 take her"
Job did not tarry for any more
words. Pulling his hat well down over
his eyes. he opened the door and set OF
toward the Clemens cottage.
Upon reaching the home OF Mrs.
Clemens he walked In without knock
ing. The lamp was lighted. and Mary
was In the sitting room. She sprang
up, hastily wiping her eyes.
II know all about II. Mary" he be
gan. There IL not word Of truth In
Abigail's cruel speech. She In jealous,
and, Mary. there IL something else"
She looked at him YEARLY. "Please
don't say anything more. After my
mad words Of this morning the great
est kindness you can do me is TO spare
me the modification OF seeing you"
"But ID Is what You call your mad