The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1869-03-13

/ believed it waa u sword and helmet up
on piece of parchment but it proved
to be Il pen and sword against pail
j late, which WAS very appropriate as there
/ had been scholars, artists, aud military
men among or ancestors.
! "All well - asked good humorelly
/ "-All WE'LL answered Sambo with a
/ grin, shutting the door. Then lie looked
back to say with another grin
Ladies' very gay this mornin'.'
/ If my stately aunt and cousin wee
gay. it was certainly worth remarkiny; so
l laughed little, and Sambo chuckled
again, and jun ped upon his seat
an arch, up an avenue. Things began
to look strange.
"Where are we ?" I asked, as Sambo
opened the carriage door. '.Do they
live here %
Eyes. sir Here's Mr. Dunbar, SIR
At the sanie nioment an elderly gen
t.eman rushed out in the terrace to meet
me.
"Why, Smith, you are so wonderful
late" he excla lined, shaking hands with
me.
THE cars ran off the track" answered
and before,I could say anything else
he hustled me into the house
"Everything ready Hurry with your
toilet and come down. Pity you trimed
your whiskers so close; it alters your ap-
pearance very much. Robert, help Mr..
Smith dress. Right in here Smith
Hurry now, the ladies ere waiting"
I found myself in luxurious dress
ing room, and mulatto who was respect
fully in attendance. | sat down and
looked at him.
"What is your name z"
''Robert, sir VIII you be so kind as
to hurry, sir ? They arc waiting on
you
gave him the key to my portman-
teau. and resigned myself to my fate,
whatsoever it might be. But things
were very strange.
'Where is my uncle p asked I, as
Robert dexterously arranged my gar
net sleeve buttons.
bad attempt at not smiling, "he's with
the ladies, sir.
GLOW long have they lived here?'
"Don't know, sir. I've only been
here day or two. There, sir j.; do you
want anything more
No; Twas arrayed in my best apparel,
and looked we'll, though my whiskers,
instead of being trimmed, were of early
growth, and had never been of any
length. was met at the foot of the
stairs by the irrepressible Mr.. Dunbar.
''Its all fixed," said he. "You'll be
married at once. [ had different ar
rangements made was going to give
you and Rose a chance to get a little
better acquainted but the railroad de-
lay spoiled that. The Rev. Mr.. Law
son is in waiting. Come right along.
A stiff upper lip, now"
He led me into long reception room.
Some ladies shook hands with me. A tiny,
golden haired creature was put by my
side. The clergyman married US. Then
there was chatter of congratulation.
One woman, with horrid scarlet head
dress, put her hand on my arm and
drew me aside.
"What arrangements have you made
for the trip 2" asked she.
"None," [ answered truthfully.
"But you are going to New York for
a week or two?"
thought New York as good place
anywhere, and answered eyes"
"Aunt Sophy," said trembling little
voice at our elbows, "what must do
now?"
"Run up stairs, and put on your trav-
cling dress, child. Your aunt Margaret
will asst you"
1t was my wife. She never looked at
me, but ran away again.
Refreshments were circulating. I
tried hard not to go crazy. At last Dun
bar came to me again.
"All ready, Smith. Carriage is wait
ing. You'll catch the evening train with
smart driving"
They hustled me out again, kissed
Rose and shook hands with me, and we
two alone were driving pcll nell to the
depot.
I bought tickets for New York gave
Sambo five dollars, and we were off.
Well, we got into New York at mid
night. I took carriage to the St. Mich
olas, took rooms, locked the doors, and
told my wife all about it.
She looked at me while with her
great blue eyes, and then said innocently:
"Well, don't know as it makes any
difference.
After all, what difference did it make /?
The disheyeled young man with the
bumped forehead proved to be the ex-
pected. Smith, but he diden't arrive till
half an hour after our departure.
Dunbar came after us raving, but there
was nothing to be done