Money was a rare commodity in any such community, and any manner of
personal indulgence was for but few. If, for instance, there was beef
on the parsonage table, it was the parson alone who ate it, not his
wife. Once he came home with two lemons, which had been given him,
perhaps as a peace-offering, by a generous storekeeper. These he
ordered made forthwith into lemonade; the which, forthwith also, he
himself drank, offering none to the sharer of his joys; nor did she
find anything either unusual or reproach-worthy in this act. You
wonder at these things? They happened in another day, among people
with whom you could not be expected to be familiar--your fathers and
mothers; persons not in the least of our class.
IV
In these circumstances--since we have promised value in some specific
instance--a certain interest attaches to a little event which nowhere
else, save in some such village, would have been noted or could have
been possible. The leading local merchant, in a burst of enterprise,
had imported a couple of clusters of bananas from New Orleans, the
first ever brought into the town. For a time none of the citizens
purchased, and, indeed, it required the grudging gift of a banana or so
to establish a local demand. Then--builded on the assurance of a wise
and much-traveled citizen who had once eaten a banana at Fort
Worth--the rumor of the bananas passed rapidly through the town.
Swiftly it became an important thing to announce to a neighbor that one
had eaten of this fruit. In time, even children partook thereof.
At this time young Mr. Rawn was six years of age, and by reason of his
years and his social position at least as much entitled to bananas as
any of his like thereabout. Yet, he had none. The tragedy of this
wrung his mother's soul. Was it to be thought that this, her son,
should be denied any of the good things of life, that he should have
less than equal enjoyment of life's privileges in the company of his
fellows? The climax came when young Mr. Rawn himself approached his
mother's knee, with wonder and surprise upon his face, inquiring why
others had bananas, while he himself, the Lord's anointed, and son of
the Lord's anointed, had none. It was at that time that his mother
somewhat furtively stole away down the village street. She had a few
coppers, saved by such hook and crook as you and I may not know, and
these she now proposed to devote to a holy cause.
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