The Nowata Star (Nowata, Okla.), Vol. 8, No. 25, Ed. 1 Friday, June 14, 1912 Page: 5 of 12
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^RUPERT HUGHES
^ A'OVTLIZLD TPOrt THE
GOrtEDY OF THE SAME
MME. T T T
1 LLVSTiJATEI? FJeOAV
PHQTOG/2A.PMS OF
THE PLAY A’S RCOPUCED
^:J1ENR.Y W. S/SVAGE'.,
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SYNOPSIS.
Chapter I—Lier.t. Harry Mallory is
ordered to the Philippines. He and
Marjorie Newton decide to elope, but
wreck of taxicab prevents their see-
ing minister on the way to the train.
Chapter II—Transcontinental train
is taking on passengers. Porter has
a lively time with an Englishman and
Ira Lathrop, a Yankee business man.
Chapter III—The eJopern have an
exciting time getting to the train.
Chapter IV—“Little Jimmie” Wel-
lington, bound for Reno to get a di-
vorce, boards train in maudlin condi-
tion. Later Mrs. Jimmie appears.
Chapter V—She is also bound for
Reno with same object. Likewise
Mrs. Sammy Whitcomb.
Chapter VI—Latter blames Mrs
Jimmie for her marital troubles.
Classmates of Mallory decorate brid-
al berth.
Chapter VII—Rev. and Mrs. Temple
start on a vacation. Decide to cut
loose and Temple removes evidences
of his calling.
Chapter VIII—Marjorie decides to
let Malloory proceed atone, but train
•ts while they are lost in farewell.
I
starts while they are
Chapter IX—Pasengers join Mal-
lory’s classmates in giving couple a
wedding hazing.
Chapter X—Marjorie is distracted
over their situation.
Chapter XI—Ira Lathrop, woman-
hating ' bachelor, discovers an old
sweetheart, Annie' Gattle, a flwlow
passenger.
Chapter XII—Mallory vainly tents
fur a preacher among passengers.
Chapter XIII— Mrr. Wellington
hears Tittle Jimmie's voice. Later
she meets Mrs. Whitcomb.
Chapter XIV—Mallory reports to
Marjorie his failure to find a preacher.
Chapter XV—They decide to pre-
tend a quarrel and Mallory finds a
vacant berth.
Chapter XVI —Mrs. Jimmie dis-
covers Wellington on the train.
Chapter XVII — Mallory wain
makes an unsuccessful hunt for a
preacher.
Chanter XVIII—Dr. Mallory poses
as a physician. Mrs. Temple is in-
duced by Mrs. Wellington to smoke
a cigar. , 1 1
Chapter XIX—Sight of preacher on
a station platform raises Mallory s
hopes, but he takes another train.
Chapter XX — Missing hand bag-
gage compels the couple to burrow
from passengers.
Chapter XXI-Jimmie gets a cin-
der in his eye and Mrs. Jimmie gives
first aid. Coolness is then resumed.
Chapter XXII—Still no clergyman.
More borrowing.
Chapter XXIII —Dr- Mallory puz-
zled bv behavior of diJierent couples.
Chapter XXIV—Marjorie s jealousy
aroused hr Mallory's baseball jargon.
Chapter XXV - Marjorie suggests
wrecking .brain in hopes that .aecidert
will pl-odiWH a preacher. ... .
Chapter XXVI — Marjorie .tries to
induce conductor to hold tram so she
^Chapter T XVI I—Marjorie’s’dog m! second-band,
ow.. mill, the cord. Stopping; Whole affair
“D-dld iie accept?” Mallory asked,
excitedly, "Is he coming?”
"He is—he did—here's his tele-
gram,” said Ira. “He brings the li-
cense and the ring." He passed It
over, and as Mallory read It a look
of hope spread across his face. Hut
Ira was saying: "We're going to have
the wedding obsequies right here In
this car. You're all Invited. Will you
come?"
There was a general yell of accept-
ance and Ashton began to sing,
“There Was I Waiting at the Church '
Then he led a sort of Indian war-
dance round the next victim ol the
matrimonial stake. At the end ot the
hullaballoo all the men charged llielr
glasses, and drained them w ith an up-
roarious “How!”
Poor Dr. Temple had taken luxuri-
ous delight In tile success ot his dis-
guise and in the prospect ol watch-
ing some Other clergyman working
while he rested. He joined the dance
as gaily, if not as gracefully, as any
of the rest, and in a linal triumph ol
recklessness, he toBsed oft a bumper
of straight whisky.
Instantly his “How!" changed to
“Wow!” and then his throat clamped
last with a terrific spasm that lining
-the tears from fils eyes. He bent and
writhed in a silent paroxysm till :lio
was pounded and shaken bach to file
and water poured down his throat to
reopen a passage.
The others thought he had merely
■dhoked and made no comment oi lier j
than sympathy. They could not have
dreamed that the old "physician" was
as ignorant of the laste as of 'the
vigor ol pure spirits.
Al ter a rtoi ot hand shaking and
■good wishes, Ira was permitted to -es-
-cape with his life. MaLlory followed
him to the vestibule, when he caught
[him by the sleeve with an anxious:
“Excuse me. '
"Well, my boy—■”
"Your minister—after you get
dbrough with him—mmy 1 use him?"
"May you—what? Why do you
want a minister?”
“To get married”
“Again? Hood Lari are yem a Mor-
mon?”
“Me a Mormon!"
“Then what do you want -with fact
-extra wile? it's tigaajiKt “he law—
even in ('tab.'
“'You don't understand."
“My boy, one ol us is disgracefuls'
' drunk.”
“Well, I'm not,” salci Mallory, uu«
then after a fierce toner debate, he
decided to take Lathrop into his con-
fidence. The words earn* hand alter
so lacing a duplicity, hut at last tlnjy
■wen*1 out:
"Jill-. Lathrop. I'm nut really mar-
ried lo my wile.
never saw you looking so adorable.” i
“Honestly? Oh, but It will be glorfij
on/ to be Mrs. First Lieutenant Mal-
lory.”
"Glorious! ’’
"I must telegraph home—and sign
my new name. Won’t mamma be.
pleased?"
“Won’t she?” said Mallory, withj
just a trace of dubiety.
Then Marjorie grew serious with a
new Idea: “I wonder if mamma aud
papa have missed mo yet?"
Mallory laughed: "Atter three days'!
disappearance, I shouldn't be • sur-.
prised." i
"Perhaps they are worrying about:
me.”
"I shouldn’t be surprised.”
"The poor dears! I’d better write
them n telegram at once.”
“An excellent Idea.”
She ran to the desk, found blank
forms and then paused with knitted
brow: "It will be very hard to say all
I’ve got to say in ten words.”
“Hang tlie expense,” Mallory sniffed
magnificently, "I’m paying your bills
now.”
But Marjorie tried to look very
matronly: "Send a night letter to the
day time! No, indeed, we must be-
gin to economize."
Mallory was touched by this new
revelation of her future housewifely
thrift. He hugged her hard and re-
minded her that the could send a day-
lettea by wire.
"An excellent idea." she said. "Now,
don't bother me. You go on and read
your paper, read about Mattie. 1II
never he jealous of her—him of any-
body—again.”
"You shall never have cause tor
jealousy, my own."
But fate was not finished with the
'nltlatlon of the unfortunate pair, and
already new trouble was strolling in
their direction.
CHAPTER XXIX.
Jealousy Cuwes Aboard.
There was an air ol' domestic peace
in the observation room, where Mal-
lory and Marjorie had been lelt to
themselves lor some time. But the
peace was like the ominous hush that
precedes a tempest.
Mallory was so happy with every-
thing coining his way, that he was
even making up with Snoozleums,
stroking the tatted coat with one hand
and holding up ids newspaper with
the other. He did not know all that
was coming his way. The blissful si-
lence was broken first by Marjorie:
"IIow do you spell Utah?—with n
J ?" *
"Utah begins with You." he said—
nnd rather liked his wit, listened lor
some recognition, and rose to get it,
tut she waved him away.
“Don't hoi her me, honey. Can't you
gee I'm busy?”
He kissed her hair and sauntered
back, divining his attention between
Snoozleums and the ten-inning game.
And now there was a small commo-
tion in the smoking room. Through
the glass along the corridor the men
taught sight of the girl who had got
on at Green Hirer. Ashton saw her
firBt and she saw him.
"There she goes,'' Ashton hissed to
the others, "look quick! There's the
nectarine.”
• My wind! She's a little bit of all
right, isn't the?”
Even Ur. Temple stared at her with
approval: “Deal little thing, lsn t
she?"
Tha girl, very eoDsciously uncon-
scious or Hie admiration, moved de-
murely along, with eyes downcast, but
at such an angle that she could take
in the sensation she was creating,
she w ent along picking up stares as It
''You young scoowdred’!*
Hut his fury changed it» prly when | they wele bouquets,
be iseard the history of Mallory's 111-j demeanor w
luted effoils, and he pmomiaMl not
only no lend Unitary his minister at
hut a Leo to keep the
a secret for Mallory -ex-
the train ^onducto^torosl^CS' -plutoed his inirttUoa ot having ihi.
lovers rfjuaita'. t (.own ,ceremony in the baggage-car or
Chapter XXVIII —Lathrop wires ' ‘ ~
for a preacher to marry ten and Miss
Gattle. Mattery tells Lathrop of his
predicament .and arranges to borrow
the preacher.
(Continued from last week.)
"Hung the -parson,” YVedgewoofl re-
peated, “Who s the gel.
"I ll bet 1 knuw who she is." Aeh-
-.someWbere out ot sight of (the .other
-passengers.
Mallory’s face was now -aglow as
ttlhe cold embers of hope leaped i-trt.0
madden .blaze. He wrung Uvtkrop'B
hand, wing: "l-ord love you, you've
sawed in? life—wile—both."
Then be turned and ran to .Mar-
jorie with the good news. Jtle had
qufo.e forgotten their epoch-making
separation. And she was so glad to
ton interposed; "it's that nectarine of , 80e ililn smj|i„g at her again that she
-i as UdwruaO* SJ - ... ■ i _______ , .d „» iittn
a damsel who got. on at Green Hirer.
“Not the same.!" Lathrop roared..
"I found my bride blooming here alt
the while. Girl I -vised to spark back
in Brattlelirno. V-t. I've been vowing
forgot it, -too. He came tearing Into
the observation room and took her by
the shoulders, whispering: “Oh, Mar-
jorie, Marjorie, I've got him! I've got
.............. . him! ”
for years that I'd 'five nnd die an old j-ve glJj him," she said, swing-
maid. I've kept mp head out ol the )MJ, snoozleums Into view.
,eoose all this tfmo—«t!l 1 struck this! Mallory swung him back out of the
,train and met up »i® Anne. We got; waT: -j oou't mean a poodle, 1 mean
to talking over old -tfnies—waking up a parson. I've got a parson."
old sentiment*. She got <ou m.v nerves. | ~Not j can-,t Relieve it! Where Is
J got on hers. Finally I said- Aw-1 he?" She began to dance with de-
heU, let's get married. Save price or
one -stateroom to China anyw ay. She
says 'Damned If I don't! —or words
to that effect.”
.Mallory broke in with feverish in-
terest: "But you said you were going
to get man-led on this train.
"Nothing easier. Here's how!" and
he raised Ws glass, but Mallory hauled
Jt down to demand: "How? that's
light, I ait she stopped when he ex-
plained:
"Well, I haven't got him yet, but
I'm going lo get one."
"What—again?" she groaned, weary
of this old bunco game of hope.
"It’s a real live on® this time,”
Mallory Insisted. “Ilf, Lathrop has
ordered a minister and he's going lo
lend him to me as soon as he's
■what J want to know. How are you through with him, and we’ll ihe mar-
going to get married on this parson-1 rle(] on tips train.”
less express. Have you got a little I
minister in your suitcase?"
Ira beamed with added pride as he
explained:
"Well, you see, when 1 used to
court Anne I had a rivnl-Charllc Sel-
Marjorie was overwhelmed, but she
felt it becoming in her to he a trine
coy. So she pooled: "But you won't
want me for a bride now. I’m such
a fright."
He took the bait, kook an* all: l
by his name was. I thought he cut
me out. but he became a clergyman
in Ulah—Oh, Charlie! I telegraphed
him that I was passing through Og-
den. and would he come down to the
train and marry me to a charming
lady. He always wanted to Wrry
Anne. I thought It would be a durned 0)(J for gaje ut the Star
good joke to let him .mtury her—to ] office
.*>* “ I
The net earnings of more than 500
American railroads for March were
greater than for the same month last
year, the gain being $850,000.
Her demeanor was a remarkable
compromise between outrageous Mr
,-tHtlon mil perfect respectability. Huf
mfie was looking back so Intently that
■when she moved Into tlie observation
•ram.t she walked right into (he news-
paper Mullory was holding out before j
him.
.Both an id: "I beg your pardon.
When Mallory lowered the paper,
:born Stared till their eyes almost
popper! Iler amazement was one ol
Immediate rapture. Me looked as II
he would have been much obliged lor
a vok’anlc ciater to sink Into.
"Harry'" she gasped, and let fall
her handling.
"Kitty!" he gasped, and let fall his
(newspaper. Both bent, he handed
her the newspaper and tossed the
handling int0 a fhato: saw his mis-
take, withdrew the newspaper and
proffered her Snoozleums. Marjorie
stopped veriting, pen poised in air, as
if she had suddenly been petrified.
Tkte newcomer was the first to
speak. She fairly gushed: "Harry
MaVlW—of :all people."
"Kitty! Kathleen! Miss Lcwellyn.
"Just to think of meeting you
again."
• J uxt to ithlnt of It.” m
"And on this -train of all placea.
"On this train #f all places!"
"Oh, Harry, Harry!”
-Oh, Kitty, Kilty, Kilty!"
"You dear fellow, it's so long since
I saw you last.”
“Bo long."
••It was at that last -hop at West
Point remember?—why. At seems only
yesterday, and bow well you are look-
ing. You are well, aren't you!
"Not very.” He was mopping his
brow in anguish, and yet the room
seemed strangely cold.
*‘0* couine you look much better In
your uniform. You aren I wearing
your uniform, are you?”
“No, this Is not my uniform."
“Yon haven’t left the army,
you?"
•*! don't know yet."
"Don't ever do that. You ar* just
beautiful in brass buttons."
"Thanks.’’
“Harry!”
“Wbkt's Ik* matter now?”
"This tie, this green tie, isn't tnta
the one I knitted you?"
"I am sure 1 don't know, I bor-
rowed It from the conductor."
"Don't you remember? I did knit
you one."
"Did you? I believe you did! 1
think I wore it out.”
“Oh, you fickle boy. But see what
I have. What's this?"
He stared through the glassy eyes
of complete helplessness. "It looks
like a bracelet.”
"Don't tell me you don't remember
this!—the little bangle bracelet you
gave mo.”
"D-did I give you a bayglcd brang-
let?"
"Of course you did. And the in-
scription. Don't you remember it?”
She held her wrist in front of his
aching eyes and he perused as If it
were bts own epitaph, what sue read
aloud lor him. "From Harry to Kitty,
the Only Girl I Ever Loved."
"Good night!" he sighed to himself,
nnd began to mop his brow with
Snoozleums.
"You put it on my arm," said Kath-
leen, with a moonlight sigh, "and I’vo
always worn it."
“Always?1'
"Always! no matter whom I was
engaged to."
The desperate wretch, who had not
dared even to glance in Marjorie's di-
rection, somehow thought he saw a
straw ot self-defense. “You were en-
gaged to three or four others when 1
was at West Point."
"1 may have been engaged to the
others," said Kathleen, moon-eyeing
him, "but 1 always liked you best,
Clifford—or. Tommy—I mean Harry.
“You got me at last."
Kathleen fenced back at this:
"Well, I've no doubt you have had
dozen affairs since."
"Oh, no! My heart has. only known
one real love." He threw this over
her head at Marjorie, hut Kathleen
ec-lzed it, to his greater confusion:
“Oh, Harry, how sweet of you to say
It. It makes me feel positively faint,1
and she swooned his way, but he
shoved a chair forward and let her
collapse Into that. Thinking and hop-
ing that she was unconscious, he
made ready to escape, but she caught
him by the coat, and moaned: “Where
am I?" and he growled back: .
"in the Observation Car!”
Kathleen's life and enthusiasm re
turned without delay: "Fancy meet-
ing you again! 1 could just scream.
"So could I.”
“You must como up in our car and
sec mamma.”
"Is Mn-mammn with you?" Mal-
lory stammered, on the verge ot im-
becility.
"Oh. yes, indeed, we’re going
around the world. '
"Don’t let me detain you.”
"Papa is going round the world
also."
"Is papa on this train, too?”
At last something seemed to em-
barrass her a trifle: "No, papa went
on ahead. Mamma holies to overtake
him. But papa Is a very good trav-
eler."
Then she changed the subject. "Do
come and meet mamma. It would
cheer her up so. She Is so fond ol
you. Only this morning she was say
ir.g, Or all the hoys you were ever
engaged to, Kathleen, the one 1 like
most ol all was Edgar—I mean Clar-
ence—er—Harry Mallory.”
"Awfully kind of her."
“Y'ou must come ami see her—she's
aonie stouter now!”
"Oh, is she? Well, that's good.”
Mullory was too angry to be Bnne,
and too helpless to take advantage ol
his anger. He wondered how he could
ever have caTed lor this molasses
and mucilage girl. He remembered
now that she had always had these
same cloying ways. She hud always
pawed him and, like everybody
the pavvers, he hated pawing.
It would have been bad enough at
any time to have Kathleen hanging
on his coat, straightening his tie,
leaning close, smiling up in his eyes,
losing him his balance, recapturing
him every time he edged, away. But
with Marjorie ns the grim witness It
was maddening.
He loathed and abominated Kath-
leen Llewellyn, and if she had only
been a man, he could cheerfully have
beaten her to a pulp and chucked her
out of the window. But because she
was a helpless little baggage he had
to be as polite as he could while she
sat and tore his plans to pieces, era-
bittered Marjorie's heart against him,
and ell her ended all IiopeB of their
marriage, or furnished an everlasting
rancor to be recalled in every quar-
rel to their dying day. Oh. etiquette,
what injustices are endured in thy
name!
So there he sat. sweating his soul’s
blood, and able only to spar for time
and wonder when the gong would
ring. And now she was off on a new
tack:
"And where are you bound for,
Harry, dear?"
"The Philippines," he said, and Tor
the first time there was something
benutlful In their remoteness.
"Perhaps we shall cross the Pacific
on Ihe same boat.”
The first sincere smile he had ex-
perienced came to him: "1 go on an
army transport, fortu—unfortunately."
"Oh. I just love soldiers. Couldn't
mamniii and I go on the transport.’
Mamma Is very fond ol soldiers, too.”
"I’m arratd it couldn't be arranged."
'Too Imd, hut perhaps we onn stop
off and pay you a visit. I just love
army posts. So does mamma.”
"Oh, do!”
“What will he your address?"
“Just the Philippines—Just the Phil-
ippines.’’
"But aren't there quite a few of
them?”
"Orly about two thousand.”
"Which one will you lie on?”
■old Mallory, who neither knew nor
cared what he was saying. Marjorie
bad endured all that she could stand.
She rose in a tightly leashed fury.
"I’m afraid I'm in the way."
Kathleen turned in surprise. She
had not noticed that anyone was near.
Mallcry went out of his head com-
pletely. "Oh, don’t go—(or heaven's
sake don’t go,” he appealed to Mar-
jorie.
“A frleml of yours?” said Kathleen,
bristling.
"No, not a friend,” in a chaotic tan-
gle, “Mrs. — Miss—Sliss—Er—er—
cr—"
Kathleen Entiled: "Delighted to
meet you, Miss Ercrer,”
“The pleasure Is all mine," Mar-
jorie said, with an acid smile.
“Have you known Harry long?”
said Kathleen, jealously, "or are you
Just acquaintances on the train?”
“We're just acquaintances oil the
train!”
"I used to know Harry very well-
very well inded."
"So I should judge. You won't
mind if I leave you to taij; over old
times together?”
"Hew very sweet of you.”
"Ch, don't mention it.”
"But, Marjorie,” Mallory cried, as
she turned away. Kathleen started
at the ardor of his tone, and gusped:
"Marjorie! Then he—you—"
"Not at all—not In the least," said
Marjorie.
At this crisis the room was sudden-
ly Inundated with people. Sira. Whit-
comb. Mrs. Wellington, Mrs. Temple
and Mrs. Fosdick, all trying to look
like bridesmaids, danced In, shout-
ing:
"Here they come! Make way for
the bride and groont!"
CHAPTER XXX.
:
but
bar*
I "Til be ou the third I rum the left,1
A Wedding on Wheels.
The commotion of the matrimony-
mad women brought the melt troop-
ing in front the smoking room and
there was much circumstance of dec-
orating the scene with white satin
ribbons, a trliie crumpled and dim ot
luster. Mrs. Whitcomb waved them
at Mallory with a laugh:
"Recognize these?”
He nodded dismally. His own fu-
neral baked meals were coldly fur-
nishing forth a wedding breakfast for
Ira Lathrop. Mrs. Wellington was
moving about distributing kazoos and
Mrs. Temple had an armload of old
shoes, some of which had thumped
Mallory on an occasion which
seemed ro ancient as to be almost
prehistoric.
Fosdick was howling to the porter
to get some rice, quick!
“How many portlor*) does you ap-
proximate?"
“All you've got."
“Boiled or fried?"
"Any old way.” The porter ran
forward to the dining-car for the am-
munition.
Mrs. Temple whispered to her hus-
band: “Too bad you're not officiating.
Walter.” But he cautioned sllenoe:
"Hush! I'm on my vacation."
The train was already coining Into
-Ogden. Noises were multiplying and
from the Increase of passing objects,
the speed seemed to be taking on a
spurt. The bell was clamoring like
m wedding chime In a steeple.
Mrs. Wellington was on a chair fast-
ening a ribbon round one of the
lamps, and Mrs. Whitcomb was on an
other chair braiding the bell rope with
withered orange branches, when Ash-
ton, with kazoo all ready, called out:
"What lane shall wc play?"
"1 prefer the Mendelssohn Wedding
March,” said Mrs. Whitcomb, but Mrs.
Wellington glared across at her.
"I've always used the Lohengrin
"We’ll play ’em both,” said Hr. Tem-
ple, to make peace.
Mrs. Fosdick murmured to her
spouse: 'The old Justice of the Deuce
didn't give us any music at all,” and
received In reward one of his most
luRCtous-oyed looks, and n whisper:
"But he gave us each other.”
"Now and then." she pouted.
“But where are the bride and
groom ?”
"Here they come—all ready," cried
Ashton, and he beat time while some
of the guests kazooed at Mendels-
sohn's and some Wagner s bridal mel-
odics, and others just made a noise.
Ira Lathrop and Anne Gattle, look-
ing very sheepish, crowded through
the narrow corridor and stood shame-
facedly blushing like two school chil-
dren about to sing a duet.
The train Jolted to a dead stop. The
conductor called into the car: "Og-
den! All out for Ogden!" and every-
body stood watching and waiting.
Ira, seeing Mallory, edged close and
whispered: "Stand by to catch the
minister on the rebound."
But Mallory turned away. What
use had he now for ministers? Ills
plans were shattered ruins.
The porter came flying in with two
large howls of rice, and shouting,
"Here comes the 'possum—er—pos-
son." Seeing Marjorie, he said
"Shall I perambulate Mlsta Snoozle-
ums?"
She handed the porter her only
friend and he hurried out, as a lean
and professionally sad ascetic hur-
ried in. He did not recognize his
boyish enemy In the gray haired, red-
raced giant that greeted him. but he
knew that voice and its gloating
Irony:
"Hello, Charlie."
He had always found that when Ira
grinned and wax cordial, some trouble
was in store for him. He wondered
what rock Ira held behind his back
now, tut he forced an uneasy cor-
diality: "And is this you, Ira? Well,
well! It Is yeahs since last we met.
And you're just getting married. 1*
this the first time, Ira?"
"First offense, Charlie.”
The levity allocked Selby, but
greater shock wa» in atore, for wheh
he Inquired: "And who Is the—en-
happy—bride?” the triumphant Lath,
rop snickered: “I believe you used tq
know- her. Anno Gattle."
This was the rock behind Ira’s back,
and Selby took It with a wince: "Not
—my old—”
■The same. Anne, you remember,
Charlie."
Oh. yea,” said Anno, "How do you
do, Charlie?" And she put out a shy
haml. which ho took with one still
shyer. He was so unsettled that ha
stammered: "Well, well, I had always
hoped to marry you, Anno, but not
just thl3 way.”
Lathrop cut him short with a sharp:
"Better get busy—before the train
starts. And I'll pay you in advance
before you set off the fireworks.
The flippancy pained Rev. Charles,
but ho was resuscitated by one
glance at the 1)111 that Ira thrust Into
hts palm. If a man’s gratitude lor
his wife is measured by the size of
tho fee he hands the enabling par-
son, Ira was madly In love with Anno.
Rev. Charles had a reminiscent sus-
picion that it was probably a counter-
feit, hut for once he did Ira an in-
justice.
The minister was In such a flutter
from losing his boyhood love, and
gaining bo much money all at once
and from performing the marriage on
a train, that he made numerous er-
rors in the ceremony, but nobody no
tlced them, and the spirit, It not the
letter of the occasion, was there and
the contract was doubtless legal
enough.
The ritual began with tho pleasant
murmur of the preacher s voice, and
the passengers crowded round In al
solemn calm, which was suddenly vlo-
lated by a loud yelp of laughter from
Wedgewood, who omitted guffaw after
guffaw and bent double and opened
out again, like an agitated umbrelln.
The wedding-guests turned on blw
vlsngca of horror, nnd hissed sllencq
at him. Ashton seized him, shook
him, and muttered:
"What tho—what's the matter with
you?" , '
The Englishman shook like a oo^
having a spaFin of giggles at a fu«
neral, and blurted out the explana-
"That, story about the bridegroom—
I just saw the point!" '
Ashton closed Ills Jaw by brute
force and watched over him through
the rest of the festivity. S I
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CHAPTER XXXI
Foiled Yet Again, i
Mallcrv had fled from the scene at
the first ham of the minister's words..
Ills fate wasjlke alkali on his palate.
For tw elve hundred miles he had ran-
sacked the world for a minister. When
one dropped on the train like manna
through the roof, even this miracle
had to he checkmated by a perverse
miracle that sent to the train an early,
infatuation, a silly affair that he hlnn
self called puppy-love. And now Mar-
jorie would never marry him,. He did
not blame her. He bL.ined late.
He was In solitude In the smoking
room. The place reeked with drilling
tobacco smote and tho mulodor of
cigar stubs and cigarette ends. His
plans were as useless uud odious uh
cigarette ends. He dropped into a
chair, his elbows on hi.; knees and
his head In biz lmnds-Napoleon on
St. Helena.
And then, suddenly lie beard Mar-
jorie's voice. He turned and saw her
hesitating in the doorway. He rose
to welcome her, hut the smllo died
on his lips at her chilly speech:
"May I have a word with you, sir?'
"Of course. The atr's rather thick
In here." he apologized.
Must wail!" she said, ominously,
and stalked in like a young /.enohla.
He put out an npi-euling hand: "New,
Marjorie, listen lo reason. Of course
X know you won't marry me now.'
"Oh, you.know that, do you?" ah*
said, with a squared jaw.
"But, really, you ought to marry
me—not merely because 1 love you—
and you’re the only girl I ever—” He
stopped short and she almost smiled
as she taunted him: "Go on—1 due*
you to say It."
He swallowed hard and waived the
point: "Well, anjwuy, you ought to
marry me—ror your own sake."
Then she took his breath away by
answering: "Oh, I’m going to marry
you, never fear."
“You are," he cried, with a rush ot
returning hope. "Oh, 1 knew you
loved me.”
She pushed his encircling arms
aside: "I don't love you, aud that’s
why I’m going to marry you.”
"But I don't understand."
“Of course not,” she sneered, as if
she were a thousand yeurs old, "you r©
•only a man—and a very young raaii."i
"You’ve ceased to love me," he pro-
tested, "Just, because of u little atlulr,'
I had before 1 met you?"
Mnrjorie answered with world-oldl
wisdom: "A woman can forgive is
man anything except what he did he-,
fore he met her."
He stared at her with masculine dl»4
may at feminine logic: "If you can’s
forgive me, then why do you marry)
me?"
"For revenge!" she cried. "You
brought tne on this train all this die-
tam-c to Introduce me to a girl you
UBed to spoon with. An* 1 don't Ilk*
her. She’s awful!"
“YeH, she Is awful," Mallory «»sen<
ell. "I don't know how 1 ever—"
(To be continued next week.)
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