Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1889-03-30

honey moon of the Duchess of MARI.
borough and the eminent but nawsty
Duke. 1t is only q little while since
they were married in the midst of all
the pride and grandeur of Mayor
Hewitt's office, surrounded by the
mayor himself, and supported by the
janitor of the building, messenger boys
in full panoply, heads of departments,
letter heads, corned heads and bill
heads. As the happy couple left their
horse car, driven by an eminent savant
in a rubber oYercoat, and moved
proudly across City Hall park, they
were preceded by a beautiful woman
63 years of age, and wearing q black
and tan breakfast shawl, who scatter
ed flowers to the masses at 8 cents
bunch. 1t was a solemn and impress
sive sight. Men standing on the steps
of the court house near by, waiting to
be summoned as jurors for the ensuing
term, meantime trying to forget what
information they had ever acquired,
so that their minds would be t orough-
ly fitted for the arduous duties of
jurors, looked up in vacant way.
Mayor Hewitt looked out the window
and saw them coming. Hastily up
ending his cuffs and ruffling his hair,
so as to have distinguished and dis
hevelled appearance, he instructed the
official organ OF the city to play the
wedding march.
There was low, gurgling knock on
the door, and when Mayor Hewitt
opened it there stood the duck. Mo
tioning the mayor out into the hall,
Marlborough took him around behind
che wood-box, where they could be en-
tirely alone. Then he whispered to
Mayor Hewitt: 'Abe, are you busy?"
well, not so ALTERED busy. What
is it Duke?"
Il wanted to get married if you've
got time to attend to it. How soon
could you wait on us?"
'Oh, can do it now, guess. l was
writing piece for the paper, but l
can put that off. Come in and take off
your things till 7 have time to COM
pare little impromptu thought or two
and send out for a package of cardi-
mon seeds. hate to kiss Duchess,
as general thing, unless my breath is
as sweet as a violet"
By this time the wedding party had
entered, and now stood about the Office
reading the acts of the legislature, or
vainly seeking to look through the
opalescent windows.
as Duke all the front name you've
got?" asked the mayor as he began to
write in red account book and re-
gard him closely with keen, search
ing glance.
Marlborough said it was not, and
went on to state at some length what
his full name was. | will not try to
give it here, because this is simply
short, hasty article for the paper 1t is
not city directory:
"Well, then, if you are ready" said
the mayor, briskly wiping his pen with
the tail of his linen coat, you can
stand up over there by the register and
take hold of hands"
(Which side do you want me on?"
says the Duke, trying TO look cool
"Oh, cry side. 1t don't make any
odds to me-" says the mayor. 81 don't
know what the practice is among a
passle of Dukes, but as regards the
statutes it don't make any difference.
Here in America we don't care much
for frills. We care little here for what
the world calls pomp. We scorn the
little forms and funny business of
false and swelIed up but lettering dy-
nasty. If you're ready now say when,
and I'll show you style of splice that
can recommend"
Then, as the Duke pulled his stop
watch and gave the word, the mayor |
ate another cardimon seed and, read |
ing selection from the mail and Ex-
press, instead of opening the exercises |
by means of kit of burglars tools, |
proceeded to draw out the Duke as to |
his intentions for the future, and to
quiz him little as to whether he would |
love and cherish, support, maintain,
foster and encourage his wife, pro-
vided he had one, and whether he /
would be willing to divide her private
fortune with her in case she needed
Getting the Dukes views on
this subject, he chatted with the bride
in an off-handed way, meantime trans
acting other business, ever and anon,
as people came in from time to time to
see him about opening up new street
or getting out license for exhibiting
a tame bear in quiet little town.