Licking Valley courier. [volume] (West Liberty, Ky.) 19??-current, 1913-08-14


visit to Mrs. Pollard Isn't he the
most delightful of menu" She asked
me the question, but she had the most
wonderful way Of seeming to be talk
ing to everybody at one time, so Mrs.
Johnson got in the first answer.
Delightful. nothing! But AL Ben
nett is a man of sense not to marry
any Of the string of women | suppose
he's got following him." she said. Miss
Chester looked at her in a mild kind Of
wonder, but she went on numbering
Mr. Johnson's shirt sleeve with the
needle without noticing the glance at
ALL
swell, well, honey, don't know
about that" said Aunt Bette as she
famed and rocked her great, big, dar-
ling, fat self in the strong rocker
always kept In the breezy angle of the
porch for her. "Al is not old enough
to have proved himself entirely, and
from what hear
She paused with a big, hearty smile
that she always wears when she be-
gins to tease or matchmake, and she
does them both most of her time.
But at whom do you suppose she
looked? Not me! Miss Chester! That
was cold tub No. for that day, and |
didn't react as quickly as | might, but
when ! did was in the proper glow
all over When | revived and saw the
lovely pale blush on her face felt like
a cabbage rose beside teabud. | was
glad Aunt Adeline came out on the
porch just then so | could 60 In and
tell Judy to bring out the iced tea and
cakes. When came from the kitchen
I stepped into my room and took out
one of Alfred's letters from the desk
drawer and opened 1t at random, as
you do the Bible when you want to
decide things, and put my finger down
on line with my eyes shut. This was
what 1t was:
and all these years have walked
the world, blindfolded to Its loneliness
with the blackness that came to me
when / found that you
didn't read any more, but showed II
back In hurry and went on out on
the porch, comforted in a way, but
feeling some more in sympathy with
Mrs. johnson than had before Aunt
Bette and her guest from Washing
ton had interrupted our algebraiC
demonstration on the man subject
You can't always be sure of the right
answer to X in any proposition of life
that is, woman can't!
And, furthermore, didn't like that
next hour much. just as sample OIL
life, for instance. Aunt Bette had goI
her Joining together humor well started
and right there before my face she
made present Of every nice man In
Hillsboro to that lovely. distinguished
strange girl who could have slipped
through bucket hoop II she had tried
hard. / had to sit there, listen to tn,
presentations, watch her drink tw,
tall glasses of delicious tea full O
sugar and consume without fear tire,
of Judy's puffy cakes. while / crum
bled mine In secret over the banisterl
and set half the glass Of tea out o
sight behind the wistaria vine.
1t was bad enough to hear Aunt Bet
tie Just offer her Tom. who, II he is he
own son, is my fayorite cousin, but
believe the worst minute I almost eve
faced was when she began on tn,
Judge. for could see from Aunt AIDE
lines shoulder beyond Miss Cheste
how she was enjoying that, and sh'
added another distinguished ancesto
to his pedigree every time Aunt BETH
paused for breath. couldn't say
word about the fish. and Aunt Adelin
wouldn't. / almost loved Mrs. johnson
when she bit of thread viciously ant
said "Humpb!" as she rose to start tn
tea party home.