The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1876-04-07


in the world. You must be introduced ia
her. I'm only going to stop moment to
give her these flowers; then after dinner
which I'll take with you, if you'll ask me
we go to see the lovely Nelson in Juliet
ooh, would were a glove upon that-'By
Jove, I'm the happiest-"
"But, you IDIOT" I interrupted, at the
same time trying to pull away from him
81 have no blue tie, no kid gloves, no bou
quet."
mot the slightest matter" replied Fred
coolly "she won't notice you tall-shel
only have eyes for me. And you must Sc,
her. Stop wriggling about. There's nc
getting away from there we are at tho
door"
And in another moment we were ushere(
into parlor, where a lady was seated or
music, stool before the piano. She slowly
revolved as we approached her, and, goo6
heavens it was not Evadne. This lady
was a large, finely formed brunette, will
bright, almost bold, dark eyes, braids o.
the blacklist hair, saucy retrousse nose
and generous mouth.
"My dear Rosalie," said Fred, rushing
toward her with outstretched hands as she
rose from her seat, dropping tie boquet as
he did so, which picked up and had the
honor of presenting, after all, "this is my
dear old chum Will Wilfer. My children
know each other" and he stood aside
while we acknowledged this slightly nfor-
nal introduction.
After allowing us to exchange half a
dozen words, and begging his lady-love
to be ready when he returned, "for | hate
to wait, you KNOW" Fred started off again,
dragging me with him; and as soon as we
cleared the door-steps he shouted, "There,
what do you think of herr Isn't she stun
ner Such eyes such hair ! She walks in
beauty like the night and such a name
-Rosalie, Rosalie-poetry, poetry"
"But, Fred" said |, ait isn't the other
one. She was as fair as the morning, and
her name was Evadnc.
"Bless my soul |" roarcd Fred Haven't
| told you? went to call on her, the
as-the-morning onc-I did, upon my
mountaineering to propose. She was
out. Rosalie, her cousin, you know-no
you don't know; yes, you do now-was in.
had not seen her for hears, but we recog-
nized each other in moment. found in
her baby sweetheart we went to the
same infant school together. To tell the
truth, she saw me punished once in the
most lgnoble manner across the school
marm's knee, you know-for spelling cat
dog. Well, at the sight Of her the slum-
bering infant spark kindled into grown
up flame, besides which my passion for
Evadne 'pa!ed its Intellectual fire. | asked
her to be mine. She laughed; promised
to give me an answer tonight. I'm sure
If will bp tvpc nnl Tim tlo hon ,,, 4
chap, hope you've got plenty to eat, for
I've the combined appetitics ofat least five
and-forty OF the very primest wildcats"
Saturday brought me an invitation to
Fred's wedding, written in his most
scrawly style on the back Oft tailor's bill,
and pleasingly illustrated with design
representing Fred himself with his hands
tied behind his back, standing beneath
halter
Here goes!" ran the note. "To-mor-
row night. nine o'clock, at Gray Church.
Only few friends to be present. The
dear girl wishes it to lie as quiet us posi-
BILE, being the shyest, most shrinking, as
well as the prettiest little creature in the
world"
"Well," said to myself, Glove is not
only blind, but stone-blnd. 'Rosalie'
struck me az being any thing bnt SHY ;'and
the idea of calling her little when she
must weigh hundred and sixty at the very
least, is absurdity itself, and could never
have emanated from any brain but
Fred's."
Sunday evening found me at the door of
Gray Church, little late and as l walked
sof ly UP the aisle to my destined seat the
wedding party ranged themselves before
the altar.
"Rosalic must indeed be most shrink
ing creature" | calculated, as my eyes fell
upon the figure of the bride, "if she has
shrunk to that size since the evening Fred
dragged me into her presence ) for the
bridal veil fell gracefully around petite
form, and the wreath of orange blossoms
just touched the shoulder OF the groom.
The ceremony was over. The organ
pealed forth the Wedding March," Fred,
with his head erect, and his bride on his
arm, turned towards the church door.
She was neither blonde nor brunette
Soft gray eyes half hidden by long dark
lashes, chestnut hair worn in short child
like, curls, small straight nose, a tiny rose
bud mouth, and sweet shy smile.
Fred caught my astonished look rs he
passed, and at that moment dozen or two
girl friends stopped the bride to almost
smother her in kisses. otis all right, old
fellow" lie said, hurriedly. "Rosalie loved
another, and Effie-isn't she darling p
met her at Newport last summer, and
Good-by. III explain some other time"