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GREENESBORO’, GA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 9, 1882.
WHiT BECAME OF HER
BY HELEN FORREST CRAVES.
[Selected.]
There was a great commotion in
Foxville when old Parson Fox died.
It was not only because he was
the pioneer of the place, having
come there when the woods were
one primeval mass of green, and
hia 8 If having erected the old ston r '
parsonage around which tho thriv
ing village had grown up with al
most incredible rapidity.
It was not that he had preached
the Gospel to them for four-and
forty years; it was not that his
footsteps had been instant on every
threshold where sickness came or
sorrow brooded.
All this bad been received as a
matter o f course, and forgotten as
soott as the necessities were past
But it was because Foxville cu
riosity was on tho qui vive about
Joanna, his grandchild, the sole re
maining blossom on the gnarled old
family tree who was left quite un
provided for.
“I declare to goodness,” said
Mrs. Emmons, ,f I don't know what
is to become of that girl !”
“She hain’t no faculty,” said
Sabina Sexton, tho village dress
maker; “and never had.”
‘Books possessed no charm to
her!’ sighed Miss Dodge, who
taught the Foxville district school
‘She always cried ovei her parsing
rhetoric, and I never could make
her understand cube root !’
•There’s no denvin’ that the old
minister was as near a saint as we
often see in this world,’ said Mrs.
Luke Lockedge, piously. ‘But he
hadn't ought to lot Joanna run
loose in the wools and fields the
way he did. Why, I don’t s’poße
she ever made a shirt or fried a
batch o’ fritters in he*'sfe !’
‘l3 it true,’ said Miss Dodge,
peering inquisitively up under her
spectacle glasses, ‘'.hat she is en
gßged to your Simon, Mrs Lock
edge?’
Mrs Lockedge closed her mouth,
shook her heed and knitted away
until her needles sbene like forked
lightning.
•Simon’s like all other young
men, Miss Dodge,’ said she—-'took
by a pretty face and a pair o’ bright
eyes. And they set on the same
ber-h at school. And as long as
we s'posed Parson Fex bad left
property why there wasn’t no ob
jection. But there wasn’t nothing
not even a life insurance. So
I’ve talked to Simon and made him
hear reason. There can’t nobody
live on air.’
•But that’s rutber hard on Joan
na, ain’t it?’ sad Mrs Emmons,
with a little sympathetic wheeze.
‘Reason is reasou !’ Mrs. Lock
edge answered. ‘My Simon will
have property and the girl be mar
ries must have suthin’ to match it.'
So that Joanna Fox, sitting list
leeely in her black uress by the
window, where the scent of June
honeysuckles floated sweetly in.
and trying to realize that she was
alone in the world, h* J divers and
sundry visitors that day.
The first was Simon Lockedge.
looking as if his errand were some
how connected with grand larceny
Joanna started up, her wan face
brightening. She was only six
teen— a brown-haired, brown eyed
girl with a solemn,-rd mouth and
a round, white throat, banded with
black velvet.
‘Ob, Simon,’ she cried, ‘I knew
you would come when you heard
Simon Lockedge wriggled un
easily into a seat, instead of ad
vancing to clasp her outstretched
hand.
‘Yes,’ said he. ‘Of course it’s
very sad. Joanna, and l m awfully
sorry for you. But ’
Joanna stood still, her face har
dening into a cold, white mask, her
hands falling to her side.
•Yes,’ said she. ‘You wore
saying ’
•It’s mother!’ guiltily confessed
Simon. ‘A fellow can’t go against
his own mother, you knew. She
says it’s nonsense our engagement,
and we shouldn’t have anything to
live on ! And so.’ with a fiual
twist, ‘we’d better consider tt all
over. Tbat’s the sense of the mat
ter—, now ain’t it, Joanna?’
She did not answer.
‘l’m awfully sorry,’ stn'tered
Simon ‘I always set a deal of
store by you, Joanna.’
Did you?’ she said, bitterly.—
‘One would scarcely have thought
it.’
‘And you know, Joanna.’ he
added, awkwardly, mindful of his
mother’s drill,‘when poverty cotuss
in at the door, loves flies out at the
window!’
Joanna smiled scornfully.
•It 6eems.’ said she, ‘that love
does not always wait for that ’
And she turned and walked like
a young queen into the adjoining
apartment; wi ile Simon, slinking
out of the door like a detected bur
glar. muttered to himself:
‘lt’s the hardest job o' work that
ever 1 did in my life. Splitting
stumps is nothing to it. But moth
er says it must be done —and moth
er rules the roost in our house!’
Next came Mrs. Emmons.
Justins, ‘ saitl She. ’l’m deep
iy grieved at this ’ere affliction
that’s befell you!’
‘Thank you, Mrs. Emmons?’
said the girl, mechanically.
‘l’ve come to ask you about your
plans,’ added the plump widow.—
‘Because if you have no other in
tentions, I’ll he glad to have you
help me with tho housework. I’m
goin’ to have a house full o’ sum
mer boarders, and there'll be a
deal more work than me and Elvi
ry can manage Of course you
won’t expect no pay, but a good
home is what you need most,
and ’
‘Stop a minute!’ said Joannca—
‘Am I to understand that you ex
pect me to assume the position and
duties of a serv.n t, without a ser
vant’s wages?’
‘You'll be a member of the fam
ily,’ said Mrs. Emmons; ‘and vou
will set at the same table v.ith me
and Elviry, and ’
‘1 am much obliged to you,’ said
Joanna, ‘but I must decline your
kind offer.’
And Mrs. Emmons departed in
righteous wrath, audibly declaring
her conviction that pride was cer
tain sooner or later to have a fall.
‘I have plenty of friends,’ said
•loanna, courageously, ‘or rather
dear grandpapa had lam sure to
be provided for,'
But Squire Barton looked harder
than anv flint when tho orphan came
to him.
“Something to do, Miss Fox ?” said
he. “Well, that’s the very problem of
the age— woman's work, you know;
and I ain’t smart enough to solve it
Copying? No. our Arm don’t need
that sort of work. Do I know of any
one that does ? N-00. I can’t say I do;
but if I should hear of an opening. I’ll
be sure to let you know Ahem !
I’m a little ousy this morning, Miss
Fox; soiry l can’t devote more time
to you John, the door Good morn
ing, mv dear Miss Fa! I assure you,
you have mine and Mrs. Barton’s
prayers in this sa l visitation of an in
scrutable Providence."
Old Miss Gringe, who had fifty
thousand dollars at intere-t, and who
had always declared that she loved
dear Joanna Fox like a daughter, sent
down word that ahe wasn't very well
and couldn't see company.
Dr Wentworth, in visiting whose
invalid daughter poor old
had contracted the iUoess whieh carried
him to his grave, was sorry for Miss
Joanna, of course, but he didn’t know
of any way in which he could bo use
ful. He understood there was a kid
glove factory to be opened on Walling
River loon.
“Nn doubt Mi's Fox could get a
place there; or there could be no ob
jection to her going out to domestic
service. There wan a great deal of
I false sentiment on this subject and he
thought ”
But Joanna without waiting for the
result of his cogitations excused her°
self.
She would detain him no longer, she
said; and she went away with flaming
checks, and resolutely repressed tears
Wh en she got homo she found one
of the trustees of the church awaiting
her.
He didn't wi-h to hurry her. hut the
new clergyman didn’t want to live in
such a ruinous old place; and it was
their calculation, as the parsonage was
mortgaged much beyond its real value,
to sell it out. and buy anew frame
hnue near the depot, with all the
modern conveniences, for tho use of
the Reverend Silas Speak well.
“Am I to be turned out of my home?"
said Joanna, indignantly.
Deacon Blydecburg hemmed and
hawed. He didn’t want to hurt no
one’s feelings; hut as to her home, it
was well known that to all intents and
purposes the old place had long ago
passed out of Parson Fox’s ownership;
and they were willing to accord her
any reasonable length of time to pack
up and take leavo of her friends—say
n wet k.
So Joanna who could think of no
remaining Friend bu* her old governess,
who had long ago gone to New York
to fight the great, world for herself,
went down to the city, and pp ealed
to Mi's Woodin in her extremity; and
Miss VYoodin cried over her and kiss
ed her and caressed her, like an old
maiden aunt.
“What am I to do?” said poor, pale
Joanna. “I can’t starve l"
‘Th.re’s no necessity for any one
starving iu this great, busy world,"said
Miss Woodin, cheerfully. “All one
wants is faculty.”
Joanna shrank a little from ths
hard, stereotyped word which she had
so often heard from the lips of Mrs.
Emmons, Miss Sabina S.xton, and
that sisterhood.
•‘But bow do you live ?" said she
“Do you see that thing there iu the
corner?’’ said Miss Woodin.
“Yes,” answered Joanna. “Is it
sewing machine?"
“It's a type-writer." announced Miss
Woodin, ‘‘and I earn my living on it.”
“But whut do you write?” said
Joanna
“Anything I can get,” sail Miss
Woodin.
And thus, in the heart of the great
wilderness of New York, Joanna Fox
commenced her pilgrimage of toil,
j First on the type-writer, then pro
! moled to a compiler's desk in the
“Fashion Department” of a prominent
weekly journal; then by means of a
striking original sketch, slipped into
the letter-box of the Ladies’ Weekly
with fear and trembling, to a place on
the contributors’ list; then gradually
rising to the rank of a spirited young
novelist, until our village damsel had
her pretty “flat" furnished like a uiin
iature palace, with Miss Woodin and
her type-writer snugly installed in one
corner.
“Because T owe everything to her,"
said the young authoress, gratefully.
And one day, glancing over the ex
changes in the sanctum of the Ladies’
Weekly, to whoso columns she still
contributed, she came across a copy of
the Foxville Gazette.
“Hester,” she said, hurrying home
to Mi s Woodin. “the parsonage is to
be sold at auction to-morrow, and I
mean to go up and buy it; for I am
sure—fjuite sure that I could write
better there than anywhere else in the
world."
Miss Woodin agreed with Joanna.
Miss Woodin believed most firmly in
whatever Joanna believed. In her
loving eyes the successful young writer
was always right.
Joanna Fox and Miss Woodin.
dressed in black and closely veiled,went
up to Foxville to attend the auction
sale.
Everybody was there. They didn't
have an auotion sale at Foxville every
day in the week.
Squire Barton was there, with 1 a vague
idea ol purchasing tho old place for a
public garden.
‘•lt would he attractive,” said the
squire. “These open air concert gar
dens are making no end of money in
the cities. “I don't see why the Ger
mans need pocket all the money that
there is going.’
Mrs. Emmons came because every
body else did Miss Dodge, who had
saved a tittle money, thought if the
place went cheap she would nay down
a part and give a mortgage for the re
mainder.
‘Ami my si-ler could keep boarders,’
she considered, “and I could always
have a home there.’’
But Simon uoekedge was most de
termined of all to have the oil par
sonage for his own.
‘I could fix it up,’ he said to him
self, ‘and live there real comfortable.—
It’s a dreadful pretty location, and I’m
bound to have it—especially since
mother’s investments have turned out
bad we’ve got to sell the old farm.—
Nothing hasn't gone right with us
since I broke off with the old parson’s
granddaughter. It wasn’t quite the
square thing to do, but there seemed
no other way. But, let mother say
what she will, it brought bad luck to
us.'
An 1 (he rustic crowd purged in and!
nut. and the auctioneer mounted to the j
platform on an old kitchen table, and |
the bidding began at five hundred
dollars, and ‘hung fire' for some time.
‘Six !’ said cautious Simon Lookedge I
at lust.
‘Seven !’ piped Miss Dodge, faintly.
‘Eight !' said Simon, resolutely.
*A thousand !' uttered the voice of
| a quiet, veiled lady in the corner.
Everyone stared in that direction.
‘ 'Tain’t worth that,’ said the squire,
soffo vorr; ’all run down fences gone
to nothing ’
Hut Simon Lockedgo wanted it very
much.
‘E—],.—ven hundred !’ said he,
slowly and unwillingly.
‘Fifteen hundred!’ poke the soft
voice, decidedly.
‘Fifteen hundred bawled the auc
lioneer. ‘l’m offered fifteen hundred
dollars for this very desirable property.
Fifteen hundred —Gfteen —teen— teen
—teen. Fifteen hundred, once —fif-
teen hundred, twice —fifteen hundred,
three times and gone! What name
ma’am, if you please ?'
And the lady, throwing aside her
veil, answered calmly:
‘Joanna Fox.'
The old parsonage was rebuilt, and
studded with little bay windows and
medieval porches. Laurels and rho
dodendrons were set out in the grounds,
the little brook was bridged over with
rustic cedar-wood, and Joanua Fox and
Miss Woodin came there to live in
modest comfort.
But Mrs. Lockedge and her son
Siuion moved out of Foxville when the
mortgage on their old place was fores
closed, and the places that had known
them once knew them no more.
And Mrs. Emmons said:
‘She’s done real well, Joanna has. I
always knew there was something in
her.’
And Mrs. Wentworth and the ?ilisses
Barton tried desperately to become in
timate with the young authoress, but
without avail.
For there is nothing in all the wide
world go successful as success, and it is
a fetish which has many worshipers.
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her of the will be issued at
Christmas The intentiou is to
present to the public a holiday
number unsurpassed in contribu
tions as well as in the printer's art
It would be a great pleasure to re
ceive an article, either prose or >
poetry, from your pen for this
number. Trusting it is not asking
too much, I remain, sincerelv
yours.” **** *
Genial sponge, wo do not publish
your name with the above. We
refrain out of kindly consideration
fot your feelings. You are asking
f T. LEWIS,
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