Milford chronicle., 1888-11-16

interrupted By them.
f1ts too bad-too bad" returned the
lawyer, ''but here, Mr.. jackson, let me in
troduce you to my friend, Mr.. Max Spiel
Ter.
The bushy whiskered man and the post
master shook hands and then the three
entered into a whispered conversation
about Peter Potter's non-appearance.
HE vos a goot faillow, um2' queried
Mr.. Spieller.
''oh yes, Peters good enough fellow, "
said Mr. Jackson, "but you see he has al
ways been a very changeable man-shift-
ing from one idea to another about as
lively as a fiea-and he has long been con-
sidered the boss practical joker Of this
town l reckon that this Is one Of his
Jokes" saying which the postmaster
looked over toward the bride that was to
have been, and then, turning to Mr.. Spiel
Ter and Lawyer Kent, he said, laying his
hand upon Mr.. Spieller's shoulder, - pity
that girll'
''He vos Won practikeel shoker, um,
meinheer2 Dot musht haf matt i'm a
ferry funny faillow, um2" said the man
with the bushy whiskers.
Eyes, you bet he was, and
At this instant the attention Of the
three was diverted to a group Of young
women who had surrounded Miss Perkins
and were mingling expressions Of sympa.
| thy for her with their denunciations OF
her delinquent betrothed Pony's face
was buried in Aunt Betsys lap and she
seemed to be weeping,
'Mishter Kent, viii you acquaintance
.1a.A .ars#sa nHd Nv
spieller
LAWYER. and the acquaintance was made
Mr.. Spieller took the Rev, Mr.. Thomp
sons arm and led him to a corner, where
the two, for several minutes, held whis
pered conversation. Then the two guest:
nearly an hour had now passed-wer'
] preparing to take their leave.
Ladies and gentlemen, said Lawyer
| Kent. "as the friend and legal adviser o.
Mr.. Peter Potter, permit me to reques
YOU to remain little longer. He ma
have been unavoidably detained, you see.
At this moment Mr.. Spieller whispered
something in Lawyer Kent's ear, and tn
lawyer then said something in low tom
to the dominic.
'Aiishter Shaekson, " said Mr.. Spieller
addressing the postmaster, q viii tax
dot pet about dot vatermaillon und do
punllin seed"
but youn lose, sure. said Mr.. Jack
son.
"Vell, den loose-dot's all, said Nh
Spieller "und pet you dot hoss got il
dot tavern stable against Won tollar do
Mr.. Potter will pc here-umf"
well, I'll go you, said the postmas
ter.
"Yaw, und pefore desc witnesses?
asked Mr.. Spieller.
"Sure, answered Mr.. Jackson.
There was at this moment a little fur
among the guests, during which Nj
Spieller approached Polly and said, ''Mis
Perkins viii you shpeak NIT me in dc
hallway Won minyute?'
With her handkerchief to her eyes
Polly arose and accompanied the gentle
man to the hall
"It's worked splendidly, Polly, dear,
he said, and / reckon I've taught EN-
good lesson. There now" and he tol
off his long hair and bushy whiskers an
gave her a kiss that but for the noia
made by the busy tongues in the parl'
might have been heard there.
p The next moment Miss Polly PerkiI
? returned to the company leaning on IL
arm of Mr.. Peter Potter, who was gei
, teelly attired in a dress suit, and in ever
respect looked like becoming and hapI
bridegroom. The guests were struc
| dumb with amazement which was great
p heightened when Peter placed his hand
that Of the Rev. Mr.. Thompson and sal
"Vill you pc goot enough to make vC
of us two-nein, nein, / means viii yC
make us two into von-umW
: Well, the ceremony was soon over, az
a right Jolly wedding feast followed, al
g when the company separated the hapl
t bridegroom said, as parting remark
e Postmaster jackson: dot vOs Won gre
t practikeel shoke-um? Und don't y,
forgot dot vatermailon und dot tollar "
Evening Sun.