Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-12-16
THE MODERN GTNEVRA.
But the 'sSprng-Lock Ed in Am.
bush There Didn't Fasten'
Her Down Forever.o
Detroit Free, Press. |


The fair Imogene DEustis had been
welded to the knightly Sam Higgins. The
clergyman had been handed 50 in cash to pay
for the splicing, the guests were filing thela-
selves up with eatables, and everything was
sliding along as smoothly as a cider mil SAID
ing down on spring freshet. when al at
once the bride was missing.
Her newly found husband looked under
the table, but she was not there.
The guests separated to search. Some
looked down the wen-others down cellar
others in the hen-coop and smoke-house and
behind the pig pen. No Imogene.
Then some said that she had been abducted
while others scoffed at the idea Of girl
weighing 196 pounds and having a scream
which could be heard two miles, being car
ried off in broad daylight, and in neighbor-
hood where the Democrats had over two hun.
dred majority.
A detective was called in. He looked at
her old shawl measured the length Of hel
shoes, and decided that it was mysterious
affair. He would take the case if desired,
| but would not promise any satisfactory solu-
| ton under year and half.
| The fair Imogene's father hadn't betrayed
much excitement up to this point. The wed
/ ding feast was the first square meal he had
/ tackled for six months, and he wanted to fill
| up before giving way to emotion. He was
now full. He turned around upon the ex-
/ cited and distressed guests, commanded them
I TO hush their hullaballo, and disappeared up
stairs.
When the coy Imogene slipped away from,
/ the feast it was to see if her husband would
miss and follow her She slid up stairs,
mounted TO the garnet, and after brushing
the cob webs off her nose she advanced to the
big blue chest in the corner. The chest had
been made to hold her fathers government
bonds, and was hoped with iron and pro-
vided with q spring lock, which never cost
less than a dollar. Her mission was to hide
in the chest and see if her husband would be
soft enough to climb up there and throw VI
the lid and call peek-a-boo. As the reader
knows he wasn't the man to catch on.
The old man D'Eustis walked up saiss ani
made his way to theg garrett through die sanle
trap-door the bride hadused. He thought sbs
might be up there to take a last faxswox aool
at the punches Of catnip, molly school boola
and broken spinning-wheels. He >oHh no
see her. He called aloud, but the whistle o
the tug on the river was the only answer
He turned to go, but something Whispered t.
him that perhaps he might find a Plug Of to
bacco or bottle of stomach bitters IN the Oh
chest. He advanced with beating heart an
threw up the lid.
''Why, pop, is this your cried the fair In,o
gene as she sprang up and ripped her brida
dress clear down the back.
YES this is me!' growled the old maI
land what the jfmcracks are you doing hereg
, Gliding from Sam"
'rm tarnal mind to box your aAm, bi!
as you arel Here you've raised a regula
city convention all over the house, spoilt
dress which cost me $14 with the making, VI
, set your mother, and scarf old Mrs. Spigc
into fiti'
''Please, pop, /"
'eYou git! Drap yourself through tha
: trap-hole, skip down there and tell the crow
that you don't know beans when the bag
united"
And the bride got. And her husband wa
!, so mad that he burned up a free railroad pa.
to Chicago, and her mother cried, and he
+ father went off down town to play poke
i and, taken all in all, the coy bride and til
old chest and the spring lock business didn
; pay 10 centson the dollar.