The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1884-10-04
MARRIED FOR FUN
From the Chicago Tribune. ]

From the Chicago TribuneI
what has been planned for to-mor
row evening"" cried chorus O
voices, as a small company of young
people, camping ont among the New
Hampshire mountains, were about t.
separate for the night.
The question brought two or three
early birds, who were fastening to theil
tents, back among the rest OF the com
pany to discuss some new pleasure OF
sport for the next evenings entertain
ment. Several plans were suggested
but none of them met with the approx
al of the whole party.
Mr.. Carlson, you have as yet
suggested nothing. What do you think
it would be pleasant to do tomorrow
night?" asked one of the young ladies
Il, Miss Nary" answered the young
man addressed, who until this moment
had been leaning indifferently against
tree. Il am going to the village to
morrow, and probably will not return
until the following day"
The faces of the whole party fell
while it was evident from their tones Of
regret that Mr.. Carlson was a great ia
vorite in camp.
"Mr Carlson must have found some
modern Maud Muller, who offers attrac
tions much superior to ours, else be
would not make such frequent Journeys
to the large metropolis of Meadyille.
This remark was made in very sarcas
tic tone by a young lady who was stir.
ring the dying embers of the campfire
thereby causing shower of sparks to
fly around her.
The blood mounted high into the
face of the gentleman addressed, and
reaching out his hand to brush off q
spark which had fallen on the young
lady, dress, Mr.. Carlson said in a low
tone: Miss Thurston, what matters
it to you if [ go or stay"
But before his question could be
answered, Carlson's sister cried petu.
lantly: 90, friends, let him CO. He
told me he had business appointment
and Arthur will never break an APP
pointment, no matter how trivial, IN
less, perhaps, for a wedding or funeral.
well, funeral we will not have
even to keep your charming company
Art" cried boyish voice. "We might
have a wedding" the owner of the voice
continued; Il wouldn't mind being
party to that myself" and the speaker
looked mischievously at one OF the
ladies, who colored deeply and walked
away In seeming anger.
"Herel here" cried all the gentle,
men, laughingly, who will volunteer tc
have wedding on Carlson's account? q
The boyish voice spoke again:
mo one loves you well enough, Art
to be married for you but me, and l sup
pose | can't be a wedding all by my.
self"
Il will help you in that, Cousin John,
gayly cried Miss Thurston; 81 have beer
meditating marriage for some time, and
this is the first opportunity-well," she
said, rather hesitatingly, "this is the first
opportunity which l have cared to EN-
Brace
But, Margie," replied her Cousir
John, as ii greatly perplexed, you see
not anticipating this event, and never
having been encouraged by you to con
slider myself a candidate for such honor
have spoken to another girl upon the
same subject"
Every one joined in the laugh at Mis-.
Ihurston's expense but Arthur Carl
sou. "Miss Thurston," he said, wher
the laugh had subsidized, you have beer
Tilted, allow me to offer you reparation
lift is only the opportunity you care t.
embrace, change of groom can make
but little difference. If you will b,
first party to the contract l will agre,
to be second, and return tomorrow
evening, with all necessary prelimi
naries, in time for our wedding
You are certainly very kind, lIr
Carlson, replied Miss Thurston haugh
tily. People who are so generous sci
dom expect their generosity to be ac
cepted, but | shall surprise you b,
agreeing to your proposition"
L was in earnest when l made tn
proposition, Miss Thurston.'
And in earnest when accepted il
Mr.. Carlson"
These two were ever at swords points
They had quarreled together since baby
hood, and although, up to this time
each had guarded the secret iealousl
from the other, yet it was evident +
most of their friends that the two wer
dearer to each other in their quarrel
than many other people in their friend
ships.
The party now separated for the night
elevated at the prospects of the mex
evenings entertainment, but that tn
Jest would become reality never entere
their thoughts.
When the party breakfasted mex
morning Mr.. Carlson was already O,
ms way to the village. 1t was agree
that part OF the day should be spent i
preparing place for the mock cere
mony Miss Thurston was the caves
OF the gay, and peals of merry laughte
awoke answering echoes from rock an
chh. Only, once or twice, when alon
IN Ter tent, her cheeks paled as sh
wondered what Arthur Carlson w,ul
40 ior he had looked determined tn
night before.
Well, said Miss Thurston to he,
,eit' Your word is given now, Margare
Louise Ihurston, and Thurston new
er was known to break their word"
In the late afternoon her friend
anne to dress her for the weddins
hey draped her III some fluffy. whit
dress, which filled out the girhsh whit
form to the best, coiled the luxuriou
brown hair around her head, and place
a bunch of simple mountain flowers q
her belt. Never before had she locke
70 beautiful or so defiant. A commc
uon outside the tent announced Car
son S return, and Miss Thurston, su,
rounded by laughing friends went on
20 meet him. ou
Margle, said her cousin John. strid
ing up to her angrily, this farce he
gone far enough. Carlson is certa;nl
demented. He has brought a fni
nedged parson with him without eve
mentioning that this is all a lest. Yo
must put stop to it at once, for Il is {