Middletown transcript., 1876-10-28
THE DAY AFTER THE wEDD1se.

It was only last evening that heard
through the thin partition Of our hotel,
(and they are all just frail enough to
see through them, that which proved
to me that moon which should have
been sweet, because it was evidently
new the day before, had reached its last
quarter inside Of twen.y-four hours. A
low, soprano voice said:
FREDDY, dear! you haven't told me
how you liked the arrangement of my
hair yesterday. The new barber. who
is just in town, dressed it for me-"
Indeed p answered bass voice.
'.Then the new barber belongs to the
Idiot tribe; for, to tell the plain
truth, your hair looked like the devil
And my aunt-all the way from New
port to see it, too! I wish she had
stayed at home, and had sent on her
blessing and her teapots and her berry
spoons by express, and had not looked
you over in such a scientific manner.
I know just what she thought Of you by
the squint Of her eyes. She said to
herself: Case of puppy love! Good
figure, but trile too plump. Color
wants toning down with powder. Plea
SAINT eyes, good teeth, voice so-so-ish,
no style, and not very rich, if ingram
carpets and dingy hair-cloth sofas may
be trusted to tell the story Her hair
is really handsome, but it looks like an
animated mares nest! When she visits
me, my maid shall overthrow that struc-
ture before any of my 'set" get look
at it Ifa girl belongs to the country,
why don't she have things that are nat
ural to her locality and position. and not
put matronly French head upon a
young Pennsylvania girl? If I were
Fred. I would tumble the intricate thing
down, and keep to simplicity I am
sure he didn't fall in love with the girl
when she was topped off in that stylep
Crying? Why, you poor little duck !!
| didn't mean to set you swimming so
soon and there was no need of my tell
ing you at all. But you asked me
about the hair just at the wrong time.
That internal Exhibition is too big, and
has too many things in it that fellow
imagines he must see or die inside of a
week. l wish I had stayed at home.
Don't cry! That's dear grip
"No-b-body wanted your stuck-up
old aunt to come to the wedding! l
d-d-didn't like her any more than she
did me! She looked like on old sh- -sh-
she-peacock-so she did !! She PIP
pranced around as if sh-sh-she owned
the whole village! I d-d-don't want
her plated teapots and be-be-berry
spoons! I've got real silver ones, which
were my own mothers. I'll never gig
go to her house; SO she needn't WV.
worry about my hair I didn't buy it !!
That is one thing that sh-sh-she can't
say!"
"Why, you poor, tired, but plucky
little woman! / didn't know you had
such a temper And I don't believe
you did have it until we worried our
selves all out trying to see everything
from
tGreenland's icy mountains
To India's coral strand
in one short day. Let us forgive each
other. Don't cry. and let us forget all
about the hair and my aunt-that's a
sweet girl! Ny head aches, my eyes
ache, my back aches, my feet are bis
tered. l am hungry, and you are trying
to make my heart ache; and only the
second day, tool"
"You began it But if you want to
forgive me. you can do it just when you
like"
"No, no, dear! I didn't do any such
thing. 1t was the Exposition that start
ed the quarrel. Ifyou'll overlook what
l said, I'll promise to sit on the balcony
Of the grand conservatory at least one
half the time tomorrow, listen to the
music and to you. and look at the flow
ers, and the park, and -"
"Where every prospect pleases, and
only man is vile," added the unpropi-
tiated bride, with quickness that does
not often belong to the natives of her
State. my head is in whirl Of India
rugs, furniture. japanese lacquer, Ital-
ian carvings. the little boy in marble
who didn't want to say his prayers,
acres of pictures, Corliss engine, wash
ing-machines, and an alto-relievo head
of some woman or other moulded in but
ter and kept on ice, fpg-bell that
sounds as if there was perpetual week.
day prayer-meeting or an everlasting
funeral, and now your punt has rushed
into my mind to set me quite crazy!"
I heard kiss or Mo, cropping and
soothing sort of sound from the bass
voice, woman sobbing out her anger
and WEAKNESS preparatory to resuming
a smiling good nature; and | pitied the
poor young man because he couldn't
cry and rest himself after the wearisome
day. just as the bride was doing under
his petting and comforting love and COM
passion. By-and-by heard gurgling
little cough and a half-hysterical and
half-merry voice exclaim
eff | was to marry again hundred
times. 1 would never 60 to Centen-
nial Exposition to spend the first week
Of married life!"
Whereupon the bass voice mockingly
asked:
''Have you arranged any other plan
except this for your next wedding?"
| knew that be wanted to inquire if
she had engaged the same barber; but
be did not Her temper and her wit
were too much for him to encounter
when be was all worn out with the Ex-
hibition, and with the scramble for life
to get anywhere and return back again.
Possibly he may conclude that this war
fare of tongues will not be too safe at
any time in the future, and will look
back upon Philadelphia as the blessed