The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1870-11-17
as hsi first wife, shall strew flowers on

as hsi first wife, shall strew flowers on
his grave"
mo you WON'T" said Susan. IL his
last wife, shall strew flowers on his
grave. It's my business to s,rew."
"You shan't, 50 tn ere!" said Henri.
eta.
"You bet WILL" said Susan, with a
tear suftused cheek.
"Well, as for me- said the practical
Betsey, 81 amt on the strew, much, but
shall ride at the heal "f the funeral
procession"
Not if I've been introduced to my
self, you WON'T" said the golden haired
Nelly, chats my position. lru bet
your bonnet-strings it is "
"Chi!dren." said Resina,d's mother
/ ''you must do some or, ing, you know
on the day of the funeral; and how many
pocket handkerchief will it take to go
round? Betsy, you and Nelly ought to
make one do between YOU
"I'll tear her eyes out if she perpe-
trates sob on my handkerchief" said
Nelly.
Dear daughters in-law,' said Regi-
maids mother, chow unscemly is this
anger. Mules is five hundred dollars a
span, and every identical mule my poor
boy had has been gobbled up by the red
man. knew when my Reginald stag
gered into the door yard that he was on
the die, but if I'd only thunk to ask him
about them mules ere his gentle spirit
took its fight, it would have been four
thousand dollars in our pockets, and no
mistake. Excuse these real tears, but
yo've never felt parents feelings
"Itsan oversight sobbed Maria. "Do
not blame u.s."
CHAPTER lIl.-DUsT TO DUST.
The funeral passed of in very pleas
ant manner, nothing occurring to mar
the harmony of the occasion. by a
happy thought of Reginald's mother,
the wives walked to the grave twenty
abreast, which rendered that part Of the
ceremony thoroughly impartial.
That night the twenty wives, with
heavy hearts, sought their twenty
respective couches.
In another house. not many leagues
from the house of mourning, a gray
haired woman was weeping passion
ately.
lie died." she cried, "he died with
out signifying, in any respect, where
them mules went to-"
CHAPTER Iv.-MARRIED AGAIN.
Two years elapse between the third
and fourth chapters. A manly Mormon
one evening, as the sun was preparing
to set among a select assortment of gold
and crimson clouds in the western hori-
zon-although for that snatter the sun
has right to "set" where it wants to,
and SO, may add, has Il hen-a manly
Mormon, say, tapped gently at the
door of the mansion of the late Reginald
Gloverson.
The door was opened by Mrs. Susan
Gloverson.
| "Is this the house of the widow Glover
on?n the Mormon asked.
at is" said Susan.
"And how many is there OF she?
inquired the Mormon.
There is about twenty of her, inclu
ding me" returned Susan.
"Can see herr"
"You cam
MADAM" he softly said addressing
the twenty disconsolate widows, ~
have seen part of you before. An'
although I've already twenty-five wives
whom respect and tenderly care for,
can truly say never felt loves holy
thrill till l saw thee! Be mine! b'
mine.n he enthusiastically cried
land we will show the world a striking
illustration Of the beauty and truth
the noble lines, only a good deal NOR
So
..Twcnty-onc souls with but single though
: Twcntv-one hearts that beat AS one
They were united-they were.-T'n
idad (Col.) Enterprise.