Weekly Trinity journal., 1876-03-11
NUMBER IL.


have been inexplicable. Squire Ripson
so far forgot his years and dignity OF
character as to call Bill Burth, his tempo
rary host, fool tor holding that Jo could
be nothing worse than a well-to-do young
man enjoying himself, while the aggriev-
cd Bill, Notwithstanding the kindlness OF
spirit which was proper to man who
was Methodist class leader, called tho
Squire liar. Both men were upon their
feet, mclining slightly forward toward
each other, and looking words which
should never be spoken, when suddenly
the mail-stage drew up with n crash at
the door, Tho postmaster threw last
parting glance at the Squire, and hurried
out for his mail bags, whie tho whole
party followed to sec who might bo in tho
stage. Tho light streamed through tho
open door into the stage, and the villagers
saw inside n single passenger, whom they
recognized as Cincinnati salesman thro'
whom some of tho Kingsbo merchants
occasionally purchased goods. They were
about to turn away in mingled disappoint-
ment and resignation, when suddenly Jo
Mallison, who had just arrived ut the Of
flee, sprang into the stage and threw him.
self upon tho passenger, while the stage
turned quickly, tho driver whipped up
:uriously and started for the hotel.
Tho staros which passed around tho
party of spectators were simply appalling
in thcir bIackness. At last Squire Rip
son recovered breath enough to gasp.
Detective I"
" No such thing ~ shouted Bill Burth
through the delivery window. "Irs
probably the poor little fellows brother,
and hos been waiting for him weeks
longor than ho expected to-"
A derisivo smile played over the hills
and valleys OF the Squire's face, and ho
was about to say something savage when
the reader of the New York Romancer
abandoned his theory of tho disguised
prince and suggested that 10 was high
wNyman that he knew travelling sales
men carried lots of money that he was
robbng the salesman that the driver
was in league with him, and like enough
they were mile from town by this timc,
instend of going to tho hotel. ".Jack
Sheppard was little fellow" said tho
theorist in evidence.
I'm going to tho hotel" said tho
Squire, starting for the door aud followed
by the whole party. A moment later tho
door of the postmaster's inner sanctum
was heard to slam, and Bill Burth camo
running to join the crowd. Sol Turner,
who carried crutches and was soon left
behind, shouted appenlingly to them TO
do nothing until he got there to see, but
no encouraging answer was waited buck
to him.
The hotel was gained. and tho stage
stood before the door, but the consequent
failure of the theory of the Romdncei's
reader could not stop the impetuous rush
of the villagers. They crowded into tho
nor tho stranger was there. Ina moment,
however, door opened and good Mrs.
Butler, tho landlady, appeared with n
smile on her fnco and tear in each eye.
" / know what you men are after" sho
said. Don't ever talk TO me ngain
about woman's curiosity. Tho whole
story is this !: 10 Madison is woman,
and Mr.. Brown was her lover. They
had some sort of n lovers quarrel and
parted angry. She made up her mind
she was in the wrong, but by that timc
he had started on another trip. Sho
didn't know where to write to him, but
she had once heard him say he never
missed going to kingsboro, so she came
here in "A suit Of her brothers. clothes and
has been waiting for him ever since, poor
girl. And they've made up, and are ever
ever so happy, and are going to be mar
ried tomorrow. And I've known about
it all the time, and I'd have done just
what she did, il I'd been her."
This last clause of Mrs. Buffers spocch
was enough to set 10 Madison right in
every one's eyes, for Mrs. Butler was ono
of those women who are trusted by every
one on questions of proproty. But it is
doubtful whether her hearers on this par
tcular occasion remembered this portion
Of Mrs. Butlor's wonderful address until
it was recalled by some sighting remark
made by persons 10 whom the story was
told at secondhand. The men said moth
ing to each other for several moments,
then Bill Burth went meckly up to Squire
Ripson and whispered
g ] was a fool, Squire"
:" | was another" whispered the Squire
in return.
The interested parties had determined
TO have the wedding ceremony performed
with the greatest privacy, but some one
learned from Parson Fish the hour at
which the service was to be performed,
and the news spread rapidly, and tho
Kingsboro people took the matter into
their own hands. They dressed in their
best and beseiged the hotel, and when the
bride saw them through the Stats OF her
window blinds her sense of fun movrd
her to order that they should be admitted
so far as the capacity of the largest room
in the hotel would allow. Then i. WAS
discovered that the bride had discreetly
brought trunk full OF her own proper
apparel with her, and that she looked
simply charming in neat walking SUIT
and bonnet. Purson Fish made man and
wife Of Hubert l.. Brown and Josephine,
NJ, Allison, and then "Jo" kissed ani
was kissed by all the Kingsboro girls ana
by many natrons who seemed TO grow
younger as they looked into her happy
fuce. As for the men, they looked as
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