The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1913-02-13

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When the pickaninny. Sam. knocked
at my door to tell me that dinner was
served be found me prepared to dc
Justice to anything In the way Of food
which might he placed before me.
had been travelling all day. to all In
tents and purposes without anything
I to eat While anxious to satisfy my
hunger. yet II was with some feeling
Of embarrassment that started down
stairs to meet the colonel He met me
at the foot Of the steps and. motion.
Ing me tn follow him. led me to a
room In one OF the side wings. There
] saw two silver goblets, frosted on
the outside. with their rims complete
ly hidden by long and graceful lunches
of mint Without sitting down he
handed me one and took the other
himself.
"Of late years. Mr.. Palmer" be said.
I'VE have abandoned the time honored
custom OF drinking mint juleps before
our dinner. but in order that you may
feel perfectly at home and rest certain
Of the fact that ! feel no resentment
On account of your natural mistake
have taken the liberty Of asking you
30 Join me 10 one Of these. SIR" hold
ing the goblet as II pledging my
health.
This delicious fluid should be slipped
only while sitting. but as the family Is
assembled for dinner ! will ask you
to forego the pleasure Of chat over
our juleps and drink standing.
pledge your health, sir. and that OF
your klnsfolk. the friends of my young
manhood"
1t was the first julep had ever
tasted. and ! shall never forget with
what delicious force the straw threw
the liquor against the roof Of my
mouth. The goblets we're soon emp
tied. and ! was ushered into the parlor.
where we were evidently expected. for
the occupants were standing.
"Mr. Palmer. let me present you to
my wife. Mrs. Turpin: to my daughter.
Ellen. and to my son. Howell Cobb.
whom ] hope you will soon address as
Bud. Ellen. my dear. bid our guest,
Mr.. Palmer. welcome. for he Is q kins-
man of my old friends the Palmers of
Kentucky. Of whom you have SO often
heard me speak"
ANY friend whom my father brings
% US Is welcome. Mr.. Palmer. but we
make you doubly welcome on account
Of the ties which bind our house to
yours"
She extended her hand. which took
and for the tirst time looked into that
frank. open face. ! did not think her
beautiful then, but ! was unprepared
ner and the exquisite poise OF her head
and the patrician face that was turned
70 me without any sign OF embarrass
ment whateser. Her eyes were large
and brown and her hands small and
white These were the only things
about her that sank them into my
memory.
"Mr. Palmer. father has taken Us
somewhat by surprise. and you must
excuse many things. but we make you
right welcome. and when you get tired
OF playing billiards with Ellen and
talking politics with father ! have q
good dog and gun at your disposal"
The young man who was addressing
me was tall and big. and when ! had
first entered I had mistaken him for a
mulberry farm hand. but here he was,
making me welcome with the ease OF a
Mrs. Turpin was a small.
delicate looking woman. but was gown.
ed In faded royal purple velvet. evi.
IDENTIFY the remnant Of an anterior date.
"fou young people can make plans
1t the table In the meantime e.
lens roast is getting cold" said the
colonel. Then ! remembered about the
cooking and thought for a moment
what a sacrilege II would be TO devour
anything prepared by those lovely
hands. but sudden conclusive pang
of hunger banished my sentimental
thought. and ! offered my arm gladly
10 Mrs. Turpin. while she led the way
10 the dining room. IL was. In fact, an
immense hall. wainscoted with oak.
Rpi the walls above the paneling were