Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-08-27


and Major Teller was married to Miss
| Patiencel
Take the market basket, my dear"
said the gaunt bride, "and stay-you'd
better carry the umbrella tool Wen go
! right home. Old folks like you and me
don't care for wedding tours, do weY"
The major looked piteously at his better
half and made no answer She, however,
waited for none, but drew him along with
quiet determination that augured i'll for
the future.
Give me the key TO the room, my dear, "
said Mrs. Pettigrew Teller. "I'd better
keep it in future"
The major handed over the key without
a word of remonstrance, and his elderly
wife opened the door.
"We'll slick up things a little" said
Mrs. Teller, bundling the majors beloved
papers together and pitching his box Of CT
gars out Of the window.
"But, Miss Patience"-
"WhatYp
"My dear wife. meanr'
"Ah, yes. What were you about TO re
mark"
my cigars-I"-
"Oh, well, don't like smoke--never
did"
"But what are you doing with my slip
persi"
"Trying 'em on-they fit me so nicely.
Guess I'll keep 'em, Sempronius. / wish
you'd take all these coats and things out
Of the WARDROBE want it for my dresses -
"But where shall | keep them, Miss
"What did you say2"
"Mrs Teller | would remark -
ooh, under the bed or somewhere Pink
soap, ehf-I prefer castie-cologne-Ge
man--cold creaml Who'd "a supposed you
were such dandy, Semproniusi You
must have plenty Of money. BY the way,
suppose you give me the money 20 keep
now, my dearl I'll manage IL great deal
more economically than you'll be likely
TO-"
''Butn-
"Give me the money, | say"
Major Teller meekly put his hand into
his pocket and submissively handed over
the purse.
"Well, now, you'd better go about your
business" said the gentle bride, land not
come home till teatime-I do abominate
men lounging around in the way forever,
and don't come back smelling Of tobacco,
IL you know what is good for yourself,
Sempronius Teller"
The major crept silently away, thinking
how, the last time be crossed that thresh-
old, he was free man, and now
/ "Tm marriedr' unused Major Teller. II
couldn't help IL. IL wasn't my fault, but
here / am. no money, no cigars, no freedom
worse than any galley slave. Sixty years
old next month, and-married 10 Patience
Pettigrew"
He walked disconsolately down the
street, both hands in his empty pockets
and his hat tipped reoklessly down over
! his eyes A greater contrast could hardly
have been imagined than existed between
this slovenly, seedy, wretched looking man
and the trim, cheerful little Major Teller
Of six hours ago. He caught neeting
glimpse Of himself in a mirror belonging
| 20 some picture frame store as he sauntered
| by-it startled even himself
81 wouldn't have known myself" he
muttered gloomily. "Well-I'm married
now-married 10 Patience Pettigrew1"
He stopped at the street corner, unoer
tain which way 10 90. But as be gazed the
bright, steely glimpse Of the river caught
his eye.
"All right" muttered Sempronius mood.
/ fly. TN 90 and drown myself; it's short
way out Of long lane Of difficulty. Any.
thing but going back to-Patience Petit
crew.
He went down with long, determined
strides tOwrd The shining. broad stream
where the ships lay peacefully at anchor
and the little boats shot hither and thither
and the waves sparkled up like sheets Of
diamonds. All these things Major Teller
saw without marking them, as he made
resolutely for the pier.
"Want "A boat, STRIP demanded sturdy
man.
YES" said the major; 81 want Charon'i
boat, TO row me over StyxP'
Don't know him, sir" said the puzzled
boatman, "but mines sound and light
and'-
The major waited to hear no more, bat
gave a blind downward jump
Down, down with that peculiar sensa
tion Of falling 20 familiar to us all-dowr
--down-until-
BEG pardon, sir, but the church Is going
10 be shut up, and everybody's gone. Hop,
you have had good nap, siri"
The sexton spoke satirically, but tn bis
tones Major Teller recognized hope and
freedom. He started wildly TO his feet.
"Then ! am not married, after all, sex
toni"
married, sirl Not unless you have beer
married in your dreamsf'
That's It, exactlyr' calculated the ma
jor, jumping up; 1--WE been asleep and
dreaming"
Major Teller satisfied the sexton with 9
donation whose liberality astonished ever
that parsonage, aud went AZ once TO tn,
- hotel to engage rooms.
'I'll send for my things" he thought
II won't go back TO that house, lest Mis-
Patience Pettigrew should do something
desperate. Pm not married, and don't
mean 10 be marriedP'
The major was right. Discretion is tn,
better part Of valor-and Miss Patience
Pettigrew remains Miss Patience Petit
grew still But Major Teller goes e
church very regularly nowi-True Flag.
Locking the Door by Electricity.