Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1876-09-28
MATCH-M AKING.

q WOULDN'T marry the best man
that ever lived!'
And she meant it, OF, what answers
the same purpose, she thought she
meant it. After all, how few of us
ever really know what we do mean?
8 engaged myself once when a girl,
and the simpleton thought he owned me.
| soon took that conceit out of him,
and sent him about his business
The voice was now a trife sharp.
What wonder, with SO CALLING a mem
DRY?
No man shall ever tyrannize over
me-neyer What the mischief do
you suppose is the matter with this
SeWing-machine?
. Annoyed at your logic, most like
~" said my friend, a bright-eyed
young matron, as she threaded her
needle.
My husband is not tyrant, Miss
Kent"
9 am glad you are satisfied was
the 1dCOnlC answer.
1t was quite evident by the express
sion of the dreSS-maker'S face that she
had formed her own opinion about my
friends husband, and was quite COM
petent to form and express an opinion
on any subject.
Miss Kent was a little woman. as
fair 40 y Crir! and 90 ,,l,,r,,, 90 a ,.ol,;,,
She wasn't ashamed to own that she
was forty years old and an old maid
She had earned her own living most of
her life, and was proud of it. Lazi-
ness was the one sin Miss Kent could
not forgive. She was a good nurse, a
faithful friend, and a jolly companion
but stroke her the wrong way, and
you wish you hadn' in much shorter
time than it takes me to write it. Her
views on all subjects were strikingly
original, and not to be combated.
what are you going to do when
you are old ?" persisted the mistress of
the establishment.
"What other folks do, [ suppose"
But you can't work forever
Cant say that / want to-"
"Now, Miss Kent, husband with
means kind, intelligent man.
4 don't want don't want any
man. | tell you, Mrs. Carlisle, |
wouldn't marry the best man that ever
lived, if he was as rich as Croesus, and
would die if I didn't have him. Now
if you have exhausted the marriage
question, l should like to try on your
dress
That there was something behind all
this | knew well. My friends eyes
danced with fun; and as Miss Kent
fitted the waist, she threw me letter
from the bureau.
Read that" she said, with a know
ing look. tIt may amuse you
This is what the letter said:
My DEAR JENNIE: | shall be delighted to
spend a month with you and your husband
There must be, however, one stipulation
about my yisit-you must promise to say no
more about marriage. l shall never be fool
ish again. Twenty-Five years ago today !
wrecked my whole life.
Better embark in a new shin.
hadn't hep put in Jennie, soto Uoce.
So unsuitable was this marriage, so utter.
ly and entirely wretched have been its con.
sequences, that am forced to believe the
marriage institution a mistake. So, for the
last time, let me assure You tibet I wouldn't
marry the best woman that ever lived, if by
so doing | could save her life.
Your old cousin, MARK LANSING.
Erich, isn't it?' said Jennie. and
then pointed to the chubby little
figure whose back happened to bt
turned.
| shook my head and laughed.
You'll see," continued the in.
corrigible.
'See what p inquired Miss Kent
quite unaware of our pantomime.
THAT particles which are chemi
cally attracted will unite. Of course
an alkah and an acid-Don't you thinl
this sleeve is little too long Mis-,
Kent?"
Not after the seam is off. Blu
what were you saying about alkalie