Arizona weekly enterprise., 1882-02-18

A scared and repulsive face was all that was left her. The polish of her brow and the velvet of her cheek, that was once so lovely to look upon, had been laid as sacrifice at the feet of the lonely old woman.
 "No, Tom they had been laid up as treasures in heaven, l said, as Tom put the volume aside.
 Dispose of them anyhow you please" he replied. Further the book saith not"
 "By love she was noble girl 7"
 "Could you forgive her ugliness if you nv he ?"
 "Forgive it, Tom2 Yes, and forget it, and love her to boot
 "You are quite sure, my dear Jack, that this enthusiasm is unalserhble ?" "As Persian law ["
 "Then you shall see her"
 "Where You don't mean, Tom, we're to take a trip to Edinburgh ?" "Jack, my boy, that story was not in the beck. l read 1t out of this venera- ble head. The place was not Edinburgh, but San Francisco. The young lady was not Annie Compton, but Marian Corbin :"
 "The deuce it was
 "You're an old stager, Tom, and know everything. I wish you would post me a little"
 of you'll discard expressions sugges- tive of my age, Til do any thing for you, my boy"
 "Well, then, I'll say young stager, or middle stager, so you'll tell me what to do."
 "Willingly. About what? ?"
 "Lots of things. First, about this ring. Do give it to the minister, or do put it on her finger nyself?"
 "You give it to the minister, my boy." What do have to say ?"
 "You put in general affirmative an- swer to everything that is asked you, and you repeat the words of the minis- ter as audibly as your embarrassment will allow. Thus: T, John, do take thee, Marian, to be my true and welded wife, and so forth"
 Lord, it's awfully like being sen- fenced, or hanged, or something of the sort, isn't 1t? And what do you do all the time?"
 "I look imposing through ut the cer- emory, and hand the minister is gratu- ily afterward."
 Is that all groomsman does?"
 "That IS the whole duty so far as I have ever been able to discover.
 1T wish 1t was over, Tom2"
 "Don't be nervous, my boy. It lacks an hour of the time yet. Come out on the yeranda and enjoy your last bache- Tor cigar. D
 "Do you know, Tom, that sounds wofully solemn. I fancy when fellow is about this sort of thing be oughtn't to stop to think"
 We lighted our cigars, and, seating ourselves on the veranda, smoked in silence for while. At length Tom said {:
 "Do you remember, Jack, a conver- sation we had here little over a year ago?"
 "We've had so many, Tom, I don't know which you mean"
 1T allude to some instruction I gave you in moral philosophy The lesson was incomplete. 1 must finish 1t now. You were speaking of Miss Corbin's ug- liness-"
 1 WdS lOO1, IO1n.
 "That is not so relevant to the mat ter as whether you are not as great a fool yet"
 "What in the world do you mean p
 "You thought then that no amount of goodness could hide her ugliness to your sight. You think now that no amount of ugliness can hide her good ness to you You may be as mistaken in this instance as in the other "Never, Tom, never P
 "Your very answer year ago, Jack. And say, as said then, the future is Q great gainsayer of thoughtless utter ances. A little story I told you at that time brought you right. If hereafter you should ever feel yourself going wrong, Jack, that same story may bring you right again. Here 1t IS, old boy my crowning achievement-the great 1 Edinburgh romance of Mother Nc Navit's Child tale of real life, in a single chapter, with all the original mu- sic and effects, written out and bound, and presented by the author as we'd ding gift to the happy husband of its 1 heroine"
 He handed me little manuscript volume, elegantly bound in flexible mo- rocco.
 "Tom, old fellow, how can I ever-'
 "Cut it short, Jack. Drop in some. times and take a smoke with youl grabbed old room-mate. It will be enough"
 "Mary, have I ever deceived you ? he plaintively asked. "I never have As proof of my sincerity you can talk this basket to the asylum yourself l"
 "And I'll do it P she promptly re piled as she relieved him of it.
 Mary, hadn't you-?"
 "No, sir. I hadn't You'd bettel hurry up with that fish-pole, as the maj may want it, and be careful how yol stand around in the hot sun p
 She left him there. He watched he take the car for home, and then he re turned the fsh-pole and crossed tn street and said to an acquaintance
 "Tom, I'm suffering with neuralgis and the excursion is off til next week Too bad, but we can never tell what day may bring forth"
 There was chicken and pickles an other good things on the table at dinner but he never smiled Even when hi wife wished she was an orphan, if tha was the way they were fed, he never be trayed the gloom in his heart. It wa only when she handed him the bottle h had so carefully tucked into the basket and he saw it labeled, "Good for Littl Children" that he said:
 Mary, it IS an awful thing for wifi to get the impression that her husban is a cold-blOOded liar i''
 ''It must be" she replied, as sh took the other chicken leg.-Detro Free Press.
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