MUNICIPAL OFFICERS
Mayor, M. L. Arnold,
Recorder, E. W. Madness,
Treasurer, O. F. Craig,
Marshal, Walter Puseoe,
Aldermen:- F. C. Hoyt, R. l>- Ad
ams, G. O. Magness, C. M. Edwards
and W. C. Mims.
Council meets first Monday night in
'each month.
CHURCHES
P , Methodist church, services at 11, a.
to and 7:30 p.m. the second and fourth
Sundays in each month. Rev. C. II.
Newman, pastor.
Baptist church, services at 3 p. m.
Saturday Before lirst Sunday, and
a. ru. first Sunday in each month.
Rev. YV. P. Jackson, pastor.
Christian church, services first and
third Sundays in each month at 11 a.
to. and 7:30 p. m. Kev. J. II. McDon
iel. Pastor.
t r.A I *> 111 r,>
Dannelly Chapter R. A. M. meets
third Saturday night. I. C. Nuckolls,
E. H. I\; T. H. Dealing, See.
Newark Lodge F. & A. M. No. 248
meets second Saturday night. It. K.
McHenry, W. M.; J. T. Tharp, Sec.
Newark Encampment I. O. O. F. 42
meets second and fourth Wednesday
nights. (). (). Moss. C. P.; G. L. Fink.
•Scribe.
Newark Camp W.<). W. No. 288 meets
second and fourth Tuesday nights in
month. C. .1. Magness, C. C.; J. T.
Tharp, Clerk.
Newark Grove W. C. No. 87 meets
first and third Tuesday nights. Mrs.
■C. M. Edwards, Guardian; N. A.
Spet-d, Clerk.
Newark Lodge I. O. O. F. No. 283
meets the first and third Wednesday
niglits. -J. W. Stone, N. G ; '1'. M.
Harrelson, Secretary.
Banner Kebekah Lodge No. l’>
meets every Saturday afternoon at 3
o’clock. Mrs. T. J. Haney, N. G.: Miss
.Lucy Lawton, secretary.
Independence Lodge No. 2379 K. &
L. of IT. meets tirst and tnird Monday
nights in each month. E. M. Krlgar,
Protector; Zed Griffith, Secretary.
A. A. HENDERSON
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Deacon Goodyear's
Wooing
By HARRIET A. HASH
(Copyright, iPOti, b> Joseph B Bowit$»)
Miss Lucretia Potter sprang from
her chair and hurried nearer the win
dow, hastily removing her near-to
glasses, and bringing the "far-offs”
down from the top of her head.
North of the low brick house
stretched the village cemetery, and
over the picket fence, from the ceme
tery side, leaned a tall man with Irony
grey beard, in close conversation with
a slender woman on the garden side,
whose head and face were concealed
by a huge sunbonnet. Presently they
separated and she came slowly toward
the house, pausing to straighten a
stalk of sweet-william which leaned
over the narrow path. When she en
tered the sitting-room Miss Lucretia
was industriously piecing patchwork
by her own special window.
“That you, Maria?” she said, with
out looking up. Maria assented. As
she removed her sunbonnet you saw
that her hair was glossy black and her
complexion clear. It was the common
opinion in Pineville that Maria Pot
ter held her age far better than Lu
cretia, who was two years her junior.
“1 saw Deacon Goodyear out in the
cemetery, Lucretia,” she said, pres
ently.
"You don't say so,” exclaimed Miss
Lucretia.
•ti' ' uinc uuni 1 iu lur icuv.r
to ask whether he'd better plant
snowballs or syringas at the corners
of his lot. Poor man! He don't seem
to be getting over Czarina's death a
mite. He spoke real feeling about his
getting along alone and said he
couldn’t stand it to have hired help
fussin' round among her things.”
“He's met with a great loss. Czarina
was a good woman, though if I do say
it. she always seemed kind of stand
offish with us,” said Miss Lucretia,
thoughtfully.
"Well, maybe ’twas natural. Of
course she couldn't help knowin’ how
much he used to be here.”
Here Miss Lucretia blushed faintly
and Miss Maria looked conscious.
Deacon Goodyear’s family lot in the
cemetery had been carefully selected
near the side of the yard, because, as
the deacon said, "Czariny always liked
to be on the “aidge” of things. The
middle hadn’t no attractions for ner.
In his desire to humor this phase of
her character, it never occurred to him
that Czarina might have preferred to
rest a little further from the Potter
homestead. The deacon himself, as
time went on, found the proximity
K' '
•‘LICRETIAS PROMISED TO MARRY
ME," HE SAID, FIRMLY.
quite pleasing;. It was very convenient
in his frequent visits to the ceme
tery, to lean over the fence where Miss
Maria was usually at work in the gar
den and seek advice on any point of
household economies with which his
masculine brain was inadequate to
cope. And the conferences led to an
occasional exchange of ♦courtesies, such
as pumpkin pie on Miss Maria’s part,
or a kindly offer from the deacon to
empty tlie soft-soap leach.
Autumn came on apace. The maples
in the Potter yard fluttered their crim
son leaves down upon Czarina’s grave.
Miss Maria exchanged her sunbonnet
for a hood and hurried preparations
for winter.
Invitations to Thanksgiving began
to come in, for the Potter sisters were
popular in Pineville; but to her sister’s
surprise, Miss Maria announced her in
tention of making a Thanksgiving at
home.
“We might invite Deacon Goodyear
over?” she said.
Miss Lucretia grew impatient.
“Well. Maria Potter, I like your con
sistency!” she asserted. "Invite him
to dinner! Where’s your chaperon to
come from?”
But Miss Maria had thought of that.
They would also invite the little school
teacher, who was the widow' of their
nephew. And, in spite of Miss Lu
cretia’s objection that she didn’t think
widows were allowable for chaperons
and that Lizzie was only 24, Miss Ma
! rla. as usual, had her way.
The dinner party proved In avery
way a success. Lizzie, whose only
home was a boarding house, accepted
the invitation with such delight that
the sisters felt a little guilty, and
agreed that it was not necessary to ex
plain the capacity in which she was to
serve. Yet she unconsciously acted
her part to perfection. As for the dea
con, he confessed to Miss Marla that
; P was the first “meal of victuals” he
had really relished since Czarina diad.
Lizzie found herself invited to her
aunts' frequently that winter, much to
her own enjoyment. It was very pleas
ant to come after a hard day In school
and spend a cozy evening in the pleas
ant sitting-room. And nearly always
Deacon Goodyear dropped in, and
would kindly see her home.
The deacon came less frequently to
the cemetery now. The snow was be
ginning to accumulate, and Miss Maria
no longer worked out of doors. Some
times when drifts were deep, he hap
pened around to see if his syringa
bushes were breaking, and kindly of
ferer! to “shov|| them out.” Once or
twice he ventured to drop in without
special Invitation, but to his perplex
ity found his reception less cordial.
Without going very deeply Into the
reason for it, he began to be conscious
that he enjoyed his calls best when
Lizzie was present, and fell into a
habit of asking her what evenings she
would he there. Sometimes when it
was snowy he called for her with his
team.
■3u, iu uie nauirai course ui uuiuau
events, it was not long before a rumor
came to Miss Maria's ears that Dea
con Goodyear was paying Lizzie
marked attention. The story filled her
with deep concern, particularly since
her aroused observation could but con
firm it.
“I’m afraid Lucretia’s right, and a
| widow isn't the proper person for a
\ chaperon,” sighed Miss Maria to her
| self. “But there, if he’s really in ear
nest, Lizzie'll make him a nice little
wife, and if Lucretia’s satisfied I’m
sure I am.” And seeing no way by
which her intervention might better
matters. Miss Maria wisely decided
to let them take their course.
The crocuses had begun to prick
through the brown earth, and nothing
was left of the snow save dingy patches
in the hollows, when Miss Maria
stepped into her yard one morning, no
ticing with a breath of delight that
winter had gone. A voice from the
; cemetery fence greeted her. Deacon
' Goodyear had come around to see how
his lot was looking. His manner this
morning was not depressed. He had
never missed Czarina as he did this
spring. Seemed as if he couldn’t wait
for the snow to go off so he could get
to her grave. Vet within ten minutes,
having from Czarina led skillfully up
to the point, he was offering Miss Ma
ria a position as Mrs. Solomon Good
year.
Miss Maria was astonished and in
dignant. With much dignity but in
few words, she declined the honor and
walked back to the house, leaving the
deacon more depressed than before,
poking his cane about among the dead
leaves on Czarina’s grave. Miss Maria
said nothing to her sister. She felt
crushed and humiliated, someway. It
seemed to her as if Deacon Goodyear
had trifled with them all as a family.
She would have a talk with Lizzie and
find out how the poor girl took it.
She walked into the schoolroom after
the children were gone, with distressed
face, at sight of which Lizzie’s smile
dimmed a little.
“Oh, Aunt Maria,” she said; “I hope
you’re not disappointed?”
"At what?" asked Miss Marla.
“Because I refused Deacon Goodyear.
Did he tell you? I was so suprised.
for I had thought he was good to me
on account of being a family friend.
But last night he came around so sol
emn, and asked me to marry him in
such a mournful manner! I’m afraid
you’ll think me wicked. Aunt Maria,
but I actually laughed after I was
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would have thought it. Ana then I
| cried, thinking that in Heaven we
1 might not care for jokes. Rut to-day
I have been thinking how much you
asked us there together, and was so |
afraid you wanted something of the
kind.” I
"I never thought of such a thing.”
declared Miss Marla, with perfect i
truth. She pondered on the deacon's
strange behavior as she went slowly 1
homeward. What would Lucretia say?
A sound of voices reached her from 1
the sitting-room. Deacon Goodyear,
no longer depressed or mournful, sat
beside her sister. Miss Lucretia’s
cheeks were a soft pink.
"Oh. Maria!” she said.
Miss Maria turned inquiringly to
ward the deacon, who colored, but met
her gaze unflinchingly.
"Lucretia’s promised to marry me,”
he said, firmly.
Miss Maria gave him a withering
look.
"Allow me to congratulate you,” she
said. She put away her bonnet an.l
went straight to the kitchen, putting
her head hack through the door to in
quire: “Will your young man stay to
l tea. Lucretia?” i
Deacon Goodyear followed her out, ]
carefully closing both doors behind
, him.
"Ixiok here, now." he said, in a low
but determined voice; “you probably
think this is terribly funny, and maybe
it does look queer. Lucretiu s the one
I wanted all the time. But I kept
a-hearing reports about how I was
courting of Lizzie, and I kind of
thought maybe my attentions did re
; quire an offer. But Lizzie didn’t want
; me. Then I kind of thought
! that maybe your turn come
next. But neither did you want
me. Then, having fulfilled my duty
to the best of my knowledge, there
didn’t seem to be any reason why I
shouldn't follow my inclination and
ask Lucretia. ’Twas her I wanted all
the time."
He paused. Miss Maria poked the
fire vigorously.
“Czarina was a good w-ife to me.”
said the deacon, reflectively. “She 1
stood by me through thick and thin,
and we bore the burden and heat of
the day together. But I wanted Lu
cretia 30 years ago.”
Miss Maria hung the poker back
with a jerk.
“Well,” she said, “Lucretia’s of age
and some considerably over. If ghe
wants to marry, she can.” j
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