The Sunday herald. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1866-1887, 1885-09-27
WANTED A DRESS SUIT.

I'D guess, II were you
--Chdmbers's Journal.
WANTED A DRESS SUIT.
"By Jovs that miserable tailor is enough
to drive man crazy" cried Mr.. Henry
Winkler desperately, not knowing whether
to feel vexed or amused. lie paced the
room as he spoke like Gagged animal. Poor
fellow His anger was not unreasonable as
he strobe up and down the limited space, his
hair dressed and psrfumed, and atiired In
shining, patent.leather boots, linen fault
lessly laundried-but there our description
must cease, and we must not further dilate
upon the bridegroom's apparel. Yes, Henry
Winkler was to be married at IL O'Clock
sharp to his adored Aurelia In one Of the
most fashionable churches. The tailor had
promised him to deliver his dress suit at his
apartments at 10 o'clock, and now II was
quite 11:30 and Mr.. Winkler stood arrayed
in spotless white, and there were no signs Of
q swallow. tail anywherel
ado you know what would do Z" ven
tured an officious groomsman, who had come
to escort the groom to church. 81 would
just put on my morning coat and start at
once. do believe this will he the very best
thing you can do inst now"
!" Bring me hatful of last years hail, hut
pray do not mention my morning coat nor
put In plea for my trousers" cried Wink
Ter, laughing wildly. "One can ses the
sunshine through my coat, and, leaving ont
such tribes as style aud cnt, my trousers,
which were black ten years ago, are now of
such hue as TO be totally indescribsble
Man is always laughable object when he Is
getting married, even at his best but If l
array myself as you suggest l am half
afraid that Aurela would say No instead
Of Yes when we meet at the altar"
But what Is to be done ?" urged the
groomsman. "What can you dof II is
getting late. Did you not say that the tailor
said 10 o'clock See, it is $780," cried
Charley Held, nervously.
"He certainly said 10 O'clock" he an-
swersd, solemnly.
"WelI, suppose we send for your dress
suit 2" said Charlie.
"What are yon dreaming Off" returned
the other. at would take more than an
hour for any messenger TO get from here to
the tailOr's shop"
"Yon are right" sighed Charley. "Bnt
tell me, what was the reason for ordering
your wedding clothes SO latef They should
have been here week ago. Why were yon
so foolish 7"
az was foolish to trust to that poke of a
tailor. always put of things until the
very last moment, and now am to be pun
ished, suppose" and Henry Winkler threw
himselfin an arm chair.
"Look atmy new dress suit, )" said Charley
Held, smoothing his coat down in front of a
long dressing glass. Doesn't II fit me-
we'll ? Oh, was smarter than You, for my
Ia. Al
home week ago. l had II mads expressly
To wait on You. One may trust the apoths.
cary, the bootmaker, Int never--nO never
trust your tailor"
Your lecture may be very amusing"
groaned Winkler,' but it fails to keep me
out Of this muddle."
" Suddenly the groom bounded up from
the armchair, graspad the astonished Char
ley by the shoulders, and looked at him
axedly, while he cried:
I" But you can help ma if you will, old fel
low. l see that you can bs Of the greatest
assistance to me In this, the most threaten.
ing moment of my existence"
"IH' answered the surprised friend.
WhatoA earth can do to help you now ?
cannot see my way"
" But you will see your way. Look in the
glass. my dear boy. Sss how wa stand-as
much alike in figure as two peas.''
"Well, what of that I" asked Charley, as
the groom devonred his figure with his large
brown eyes.
you can help maj Why yen must lend me
your dress suit, so that can hurry and get
married,' he said, impe,uously.
What could AIR. Held do He gave one
last dsspairing glance at his tall, fine figure
In the glass, and thought of the charming
Bertha, whom he, as best man, was to escort
to the altar. Alas he had contemplated
this pleasure for weeks, and now he was to
be undressed like a naughty boy in the mid
die of tho day. He was angry with himself
that he had strutted before the glass
and called Winkler's attention to his dress
suit, but some one had to suffer, evidently,
and 80 Charley resigned his new clOt hes 10
his snraptured friend.
II took Winkler bnt moment to slip into
the dress suit. and soon he had arrived ut
the church, escorted by the faithful Charley,
who had donnsd the perforated morning coat
and the despised trousers. Winklsr was
the happiest Of men, and Charley one OF the
saddsst, al he walked up the aisle with his
lovely Bertha on his arm, at whom he dared
not look for fear she wonld break of her en-
gagement with him. An hour later the
newly married pair were stsaming away to
the Isle of Wight, where they We're to pass
their honeymoon. lie had thrown of his
overcOat, and sat with his arm around his
wife, pressing her tightly against Charley
Hsld's dress coat.
"My dear husband, did you not assure
me that you never smoked % the newly wed
spouse demanded.
You are certainly right, my little dar-
ling" he repliod, 81 never smoke"
swell, what IL that In your coat pocket p"
the girl asked, smiling.
ut ia nothing but my note book" hs
answered.
"a note book, indesd." cried Mrs.
Winkler. 81 will bet anything it is q
cigar case"
About half minute later the young wife
had thrust her nimbls fingers in her hus-
bands pocket and had drawn out real,
embroidered aud perfumsd, and bearing on
Its back this inscription: "To my dearest"
Casting am angry and astOnishsd look at
her husband, Mrs. Winkler said:
"What made you deny the fact that you
smokedf Did you think would DO dis
pleased But tell me-" she added, in a
changed voice, "who embroidered this case
for your"
snow am In predicament," Winkler
thought TO himself, and laughed nsrvously,
at which his wife seemed to regard him with
increased displeasure.
This cigar case belongs to a friend of
mine" he stammered.
"This Ia pretty tale" cried Mrs.
Winkler, as she drew out Of the side OF the
cigar case a perfumed, pink -husd note,
folded in lovers knot. The carriage
stopped for while, and Mr.. Winkler left
the train that he might procure some fruit
for his bride. While Winkler was absent
his wife utilized his absence in perusing the
note, which ended with "Your always low
ing Bertha"
This capped the climax. IIers she was on
her wedding tour, Just beginning life with a
man who could deceive her 30 shamefully.
She was almost wild with anger and pain
When Winkler returned with the lunch hia
wife would not speak to him. She had taken
another seat. and refused even to look Of
him. As the train approached second
stopping place Winklsr, almost beside him
self, exclaimed "Aurslia. you must listen
you must answer me Speak and let me
hear how have had the misfortune to offend
my souls idoli'
Aurelia seated herself opposite her hls-
band. She looked him straight ia ths eyss