Mexico weekly ledger., 1884-07-10
A MODEST BRIDE.
ACoy Young Woman Turns Her .sass
hand Out Of the Rces. While
She Disyobes.

+snee,
Buffalo Correspon,
Perhaps the most amusing :, ,%cta-
Gle at a Niagara Falls hotel may be
witnessed in the corridors from 8 40
to 1i:s0 at any evening during the
''bridai" season. Go early, SO as to
be IN time ascend to about the third
floor, and take up your pos. of OBJ
servation in some convenient en-
brasure--say in the window at the
end of the hall. The half hour will
hardly have struck when door after
door will open in quick succession
and groom after COCOON will emerge
sneaklngly from its closing portal,
give quick glance over his shoulder,
and then walk leisurely up and down
with 8 don't-care-a-damnstive ex-
preston on his face that isludicrous.
One moment he simpers shamefaced-
ly at his fellow sufferers who pass
him in their march, and another
glares savagely as if spelling for a
fight But all the time he is looking
anxiousiy at his watch, until a half
hour has passed slowly away, when
he steals hastily back to his door,
knocks and enters, where necessity
compels us to leave him. The ex-
PLANTATION is simple-he has been
sent out while the young and mex
perienced madam disrobes herself.
He is ashamed to go down stairs, so
he watches out the vigil in the hall.
On one joyful and ne'er-to-be-for-
gotten occasion-the first of the many
times that l have sought to console
myself Tor the woes of bachelordom
by this pitiable sight was called in
to assist at the reunion after the
half hour had elapsed. A groom,
bigger and madder than the average,
had hardly reentered his nuptial
chamber when he reappeared with
direst alarm and CONSERVATION de-
picted upon his countenance. His
room was the end one in the hall, and
my face the first to meet his ago
nized face.
care you one Of the hotel men 2"
he gssped.
81 am, sir" 1 replied, with that
innate truthfulness that character
lied the descendants of George
Washington.
"Well, sir, my wife has gone, sir,
and Pll have her, sir, il / search
every Room in your cursed old
shanty.''
In vain l sought to console the
agitated youth and to check the cur
rent Of profanity that coursed with
Nisgara's own rush and roar from
his trembling lips. In vain I assured
him that it was not customary with
wives to run away so early in the
marital life, and that there was not
a case on record Of ones quitting
her bed and board before the expira-
ton of the honeymoon. 1t was use-
less-he would not be comforted-
till finally, purely out Of the philan-
throphy Of an unsellish heart, 1 sug-
gested that he let me assist hun in
examining his room for traces Of the
missing bride. He at once assented,
and threw open the door.
l entered with noiseless reverence.
No human being but ourselves was
visible. In the corner, piled upon
a chair, were the ordinary articles OF
a woman's apparel, the smaller and
more mysterious garments hidden
under the larger. In the bed was a
mock front, composed of g pillow
and flannel shirt, which the wrath
of the alarmed husband had ruth
lessly and immodestly exposed. 1
took in the situation al a glance
There was evidently nothing under
the bed-that is, nothing of any
consequence-for it came too near
the floor. There were no closets i'm
the room, no other doors and moth
ing behind which one could hide
There was. however, what the French
call buffet, with shelves at the top
and folding doors at the bottom.
Igauged the thing in my minds
Ieye and concluded there was just
lroom enough for q flexible little
woman without much clothing TO
lsqueeze in there All this was but
the work of an instants observation,
and then I spoke with my mouth
sharply:
| "Young man, you have made a
| fool of yourself. Go to the sideboard
land lick her"
| Without waiting for me to hide
my bushes behind the door he
opened the buffet with bound, and
there nestled amid cloud of feecy
white was the prettiest little rose
bud Of face that ever CLEANED oul
of lace and linen.
L
Robinson Booming.
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