Gunnison news-champion., 1919-01-03

Gle Peabody said that he didn't know
whether his leg would hold oof or
not -through Q whole meeun. HIS
left leg was lame from Q wrench and
pained him II he sat long In one po-
sition- l greatly enjoyed this nrst
public exhibition Of my new trous-
era I remember praying In Gilence.
as we sat down. that Uncle Peabody's
leg would hold out. Later. when tho
long sermon had begun to weary me,
prayed that I: would not
II was q beautiful summer morning
a. We drove down the hills and from
the summit Of the last high ridge We
could see the smoke Of . steamer
looming over the st. Lawreoce and
the big buildings Of Canton on the
distant fats below us. Ny heart beat
fast when I reflected that should
soon see Mr.. Wright and the Dunkel-
bergs. had lost q little Of my inter.
est in Sally. Sun felt sure that
when she saw my new breeches she
would conclude that I Was . person
not to be trined with.
When We got to Canton people wef0
fiocking to the big stone Presbyterian
church. 1t was what they called .
.deacon's meeting" I remember that
Mr. Wright read from the Scripturesv
and having explained that there was
no minister In the village. read one
Of Mr.. Edwards sermons. In the
course Of which went to sleep on
the arm Of my aunt. She awoke me
when the service had ended. and
whispered:
Come. we're goin' down to speak,
to Mr.. Wright"
/ remember Mr.. Wright kissed mo
and said:
-Hellol Here's my boy in Q new
pair o. trousersI"
"Put yer hand In there" seaid
proudly. as took my own hand out
of one Of my pockets, and pointed
the way.
He did not accept the invitation. but
laughed heartily and gave me q little
hug.
When we went out Of the church
there stood Mr.. and Mrs. Horace Dun
kelberg. and Sally and some other
children. 1t was tragic moment for
me when Sally laughed and ran be-
hind her mother. Still worse was 1t
when couple of boys ran away cry
Ing, 'Look at the breechesl"
l looked down at my breeches and
wondered what was wrong with them.
They seemed very splendid to me and
yet / saw at once that they were not
popular. went close to my Aunt
Deel and partly hid myself in her
cloak. l heard Mrs. Dunkelberg say:
..Of course you'll come to dinner
with usf"
For a second my hopes leaped high.
was hungry and visions of jelly
cake and preserves rose before me. OF
course there were the trousers, but
perhaps Sally would get used to the
trousers and ask me to play with her.
''Thank ye, but we've got a good
ways to go and We fetched bite
with us-ayes!" said Aunt Deel.
Eagerly awaited an invitation from
the great Mrs. Dunkelberg that should
be decisively urgent, but she only
said:
I'm very sorry you can't stay"
My hopes fell like bricks and van-
shed like bubbles.
The Dunkelbergs left us with pleas
ant words. They had asked me to
shake hands with Sally. but had
lung to my aunt's cloak and firmly
refused TO make any advances. Slow
.ly and without word We walked
across the park toward the tavern
,heds.
We had started away up the South
'oad when, to my surprise, Aunt Deel
mildly attacked the Dunkeibergs.
''These here village folks like to
,e waited on-ayes !-an' they're aw-
fui anxious you should come to see
EN- when We can't-ayes but when
re git to the village they amt nigh
30 anxtous-no they ANTI"
In the middle of the great cedar
swamp near Little River Aunt Deel
got out the lunch basket and 1 sat
down on the buggy bottom between
their legs and leaning against the
lash So disposed we ate our luncheon
u fried cakes and bread and butter
and maple sugar and cheese. What
IN efficient cure for good health were
the douehnuts and cheese and sugar.
especially II they were mixed with
the fdieness of q Sunday. 1 had a
headache also and soon fell asleep.
The sun was low when they awoke
me In our doOryard.
! soon discovered that the Dunkel-
'ergs had fallen from their high es-
tate IN our home and that Silas
wright. Jr., had taken their place in
the conversation of Aunt Deel.
Continued Next Week,