The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1892-12-08
WINNING A WIFE.
TOW a Deser wing Young Man Won
His Sweetheart.

TOW a Deser wing Young Man Won
His Sweetheart.
4 Ghostly Vision That Nlxterlalized Into
Beautiful snbstance-An Incident
That Startled . Household Out
OF slumber.
Thrce o'clock in the morning is an
uncanny hour the world over except at
police headqu arters or in the office of q
morning newspaper, and it was in this
latter place, at the hour named, that
four or five reporters, having sent in
all their copy and listened to the FORE
man swear for fifteen minutes because
he had two columns of space and ten
columns of matter that "must go in,"
sat with their feet on the tables and
their chairbacks knocking the plaster
Ing OIL, talking over the subject which
is just as new to-day as it was when
Adam doffed'his beaver and said: GLOW
d'y' do?" to Eve. Every fellow in the
crowd was bachelor, and each one
was informing the other in all serious
ness that he should marry.
what for?" inquired Claude Brown
of Frank Jones'
Because" replied Frank, Its the
only proper way to live"
"a nice husband a reporter would
make" said Claude in rebuttal, "conl-
ing in at three o'clock a. M. and leav-
ing tomc as soon as he got his twelve
o'clock breakfast"
"Fat his wife would always know
whe:e he was, and if she didn't, she'd
KNOB wherever he was he was after an
item and had TO be back at the office
on time" remarked Charlie Smith.
'Well," put IN Claude, If you think
it's such a great snap why don't you
get married?'
Cant" said Charlie, very positively
why not?"
'"Ihlhderation, man, how's a fellow
to buy whole steamboat when he
hasn't money enough to buy splinter
off stage plank? How's man to buy
IL house and lot when he can't buy a
shovel full of dirt? How's a man.
That's it," interrupted Claude;
shows man to do anything if he
doesn't do it? What's the matter with
marrying a rich girl?'
Where's the grip" queried Charlie
PLENTY of them. Girls with money
always need disbursing agent and
they will trust husband when they
won't trust an elder in the church. Be-
sides, what's the good of her money if
girl has her heart set on husband
AID can't get h{m?"
Smith argued awhile against matri-
mony and at half-past three started for
home. He was thinking the conversa-
ton over, and as he trudged along it
occurred to him that bachelor was not
oaly knot on a log, but he was very
lonesome knot.
His way led him through the aristo-
cratic portion of the city, anI as he
passed a fine house his reverie was dis
turbed by the peculiar click of turn
ing lock and the matrimonial line OF
thought was all knocked awry by the
reportorial instinct, and he saw, in
stead of blushing, blooming Mrs.
Smith. burglar cracking million.
Airc's dining-room and making off with
his silver. He thought of the beautiful
scoop he was going to have on the other
fellows and, slipping into the shadow,
he waited and listened. Click
went the lock again, as if the
burglar was nervous and was
more anxious to open the door than
lie was to preserve the ordinary bur.
glarious quiet. The reporter scrutin-
lied the door closely and discovered
that the robbcr was not on the outside,
but was evidently within and was
working his way out, and he felt a
thud of excitement ct the thought OF
being able to capture his man with the
doodle on his person. He slipped his
revolver out of his pocket, trained it on
the door and an instant afterward the
door swung open and Charlie was
ready to ''throw mp your hands," when,
instead of 4 burglar, ghost came out.
1T can't be ghost" he whispered
in an assuring tone to himself, tfor
ghosts don't unlock doors. They just
come right through them. But if il
isn't a ghost, what the deuce is it?''
He had long to wait, for whoever or
whatever it was came out into the YES.
tibule and down the steps slowly, as il
uncertain of its movements, and when
about halfway to the pavemen,
stopped.
by garry" said the reporter, Its q
woman. and she's got on night gown.
I'll have to see about this" and with
his revolver ready in case of accident,
he stepped out of the shadow and spoke
to the ghostlv walker
Good evening"" he said, nervously
mo, excuse me, mean good morning
If you're going to market, maybe you'd
better 80 back and put on an ulster.''
Ordinarily Charlie. would have been
more gallant, but this was anything
but an ordinary affair, and he didn't re.
e quirc newspaper instinct to tell him so.
The sheeted figure made no reply,
but moved again and came toward him.
The cold chills chased each other down
his back and he looked for a policeman,
with the usual result.
Stand back he said, ''this pistol
amt loaded, but it might go off, -
But on it came and Charlie found that
his legs wouldn't move in spite of all he
could do to make them.
One step more and he stood face to
face with his strange discovery, and
Charlie saw that it was not only. q
woman. but young and handsome
one, and he began TO feel better.
g1 II beg your pardon, = he said. ''but
the night air is cool and you appear to
be dressed rather lightly. Can rem
der You any assistance? Is there any
one in the house that has frightened
you7'' 5.s sf<s.0. 1863. s.
s Still no answer. and Charlie, embold-
ened by his own words, stepped to the
young woman's side and gently took
Il her by the arm. s s.75 ..
Size turned her face TO him and then
! the mystery was solved,
Another Amina, he said = La
DeaAAnbr1a' o. -ths staGs With : II.