The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-01-28

thing, so I spoke up and said in English
 'I am very sorry, but I am com- pelled to tell you that am an Amer ican."
 They were both somewhat startled. The little woman said: "Oh, beg your pardon" And for about ten minutes there was an impressive si- fence in the car, during which time they fondled each others hands and exchanged loving glances. Presently the bride said in rather imperfect French:
 "Ele est une AHemande. CShe is a German.
 "Come elle q des ye,tr beae." What blue eyes she has got. replied the hus- band.
 remarked placidly in French:
 "C est rrdimont fdtal, je parle FraacaiS." It is unfortunate, mad anne, but I speak French.
 The situation was really painful. The young bride was not without tact. Once more she begged pardon, and during the conversation which ensued she informed me that they had only been married week. Her hus- band was German by birth, but had travelled great deal in Canada, Mex ico and the United States, where he had lived so long that he had become completely Americanized. As she said this she cast most admiring glance at her broad -shouldered hus- band. She herself was German, but she had been to Wisconsin on visit to an uncle, and there she made the acquaintance of her said husband She returned to Germany. They cores bonded, and now he had come over to Germany, married her, and now they were on their way back to Wisconsin rid Havre, New York, etc. She was only eighteen, etc.
 They seemed to be so much de- voted to each other that l dropped the conversation as soon as possible It was evidently great strain upon them to desist from conversing with each other, and at last the husband whispered audibly "M concentila. ]" But immediately an expression of ap- prehension came over his features, and turning to me, he said:
 "Do you understand Spanish also?"
 1 replied laughingly that I lived three years in Guatemala. AS I said this the faces of both appeared to grow longer. Their last hope was gone.
 Just at this moment the train stop ped. There was delay of half an hour. got out of the coupe and beckoned to the fat conductor. l was determined not to prolong the misery of the bridal couple.
 A few francs made him amenable to reason. He found vacant seat for me in another coupe. went back to the coupe of the bridal couple to get my valise and shawl.
 "What! Are you going to leave us?" exclaimed the little hypocrite, shaking me very warmly by the hand. told her that thought it was best to do so, as there were several other languages with which was familiar. Her face was fairly radiant with joy as turned to take my seat in the OtneT coupe.
 returned week afterwards over the same road, and on the same train. The fat conductor held out tortoise shell comb, such as ladies wear in their hair, saying he had found it in the car. He thought it might be mine. As had seen that identical comb in the hair of the bride, I in- ferred that her hair had become dis arranged after they had gotten rid of me.
 As I entered the car I started back, for there was another couple there, but they had no objections to my taking a seat. They had evidently been married several years Trans loted from the German, by Aler. E. SUeet.