Saga of the Sanpitch Volume 13, 1981 - Sanpete County
Saga of the Sanpitch Volume 13, 1981 - Sanpete County
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enjoyed not only <strong>the</strong> meal, but also <strong>the</strong> association with John's family. The four girls had worked hard all<br />
morning preparing for this young man, and <strong>the</strong>y appeared at <strong>the</strong> table looking <strong>the</strong>ir best in spite <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
cleaning and cooking which had involved <strong>the</strong>m most <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> morning. Magnola (Noly) sat across <strong>the</strong> table from<br />
Doctor. She was quiet, gentle, and pleasant. Clara teased, while Blanch and Vera, <strong>the</strong> kid <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> family, flirted<br />
openly with <strong>the</strong> young man.<br />
Before <strong>the</strong> meal was over <strong>the</strong>re was a quiet rap at <strong>the</strong> door, and a nervous young man asked if he<br />
could see <strong>the</strong> doctor. When Doctor went to <strong>the</strong> door, <strong>the</strong> young man begged him to come and see his son who<br />
had been ill for a long time, and <strong>the</strong> family doctor had admitted he simply could not find what <strong>the</strong> trouble was.<br />
So Doctor visited his first patient in Manti. Then came o<strong>the</strong>r patients, and without really making a decision he<br />
found himself involved in <strong>the</strong> health <strong>of</strong> this small town, in this family with whom he was living, with <strong>the</strong> young<br />
people who were John's and Noly's friends. He talked <strong>of</strong> moving on but everyone begged him to stay. After a<br />
week he said that if he were to stay longer he would have to make some o<strong>the</strong>r living arrangements. He could<br />
not "sponge" on his new friends any longer, but <strong>the</strong> entire family insisted that <strong>the</strong>y wanted him to remain with<br />
<strong>the</strong>m, so it was arranged that he would stay, but only if he paid as he would any place. So all was arranged<br />
and <strong>the</strong> parents were pleased and amused at <strong>the</strong> change in <strong>the</strong> girls as <strong>the</strong>y vied for Doctor's attention. Their<br />
manners as well as dress improved, but it soon became obvious that Doctor was interested in one, Noly, and<br />
she simply seemed never to be at her best. She was self-conscious, blushed, and <strong>of</strong>ten left <strong>the</strong> room in<br />
embarrassment when she felt she was competing for <strong>the</strong> attention <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> young man for whom she felt such<br />
an attraction.<br />
The romance blossomed. Doctor's practice grew. Noly became more bold. She began to torment<br />
Doctor about how he really looked behind all that dark hair on his face. They laughed and were finally<br />
at ease with one ano<strong>the</strong>r. Then one night when <strong>the</strong> young people were all going to a dance, Doctor said,<br />
"John, would you bring Noly to <strong>the</strong> dance? I have a call to make first and will meet you ' as soon as I can." So it<br />
was arranged.<br />
When John and Noly arrived at <strong>the</strong> dance a tall dark haired young man approached <strong>the</strong>m. It was queer;<br />
he looked so familiar, still—. It was not until he took Noly's arm and said that he claimed <strong>the</strong> first dance that<br />
she realized that <strong>the</strong> well-dressed clean-shaven, handsome young man was Doctor, and she knew what she<br />
had suspected ever since <strong>the</strong> day he moved in with John, that she was hopelessly in love. That night <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
future was settled. George's long trek west had ended. Manti was his home, Noly was his wife, <strong>the</strong> people <strong>of</strong><br />
Manti were his patients and friends for <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> his life.<br />
Source: Author heard all parts <strong>of</strong> this story <strong>of</strong>ten as Noly, Doctor and John talked and laughed and remembered.<br />
THE BISHOP'S WATERMELON PATCH<br />
Carolyn Cook Christenson<br />
Box 356<br />
Gunnison, Utah 84634<br />
Non-Pr<strong>of</strong>essional Division, Second Place Short Story<br />
Andrew ran across <strong>the</strong> newly reaped wheat field. It felt dry and prickly on his well-conditioned bare<br />
feet. Sweat dripped down his face. It was <strong>the</strong>n he realized where <strong>the</strong>y were and stopped short. "Hey, Chris! I<br />
know where we can find a fine watermelon patch," he said as he pulled up <strong>the</strong> one strap which held up his<br />
worn trousers.<br />
"Andrew! That would be stealing," said Chris, forming his lips into a frown.<br />
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