Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1893-04-13
WIAkIE'S WEDDING.

! was to be married shat morning IN 81.
Johns church. Likewise evervbnlv
was pleased for both WInkie and Della
Drpaine we've quite popular. therefore
there was no demuring, unless it was
among the younger men, who felt it /.
little because they would be unable to
waylay Winkie between the church and
the depot and make him properly eel
ebrated.
The brides toilet is generally co"sid
cred far more important item at IL
fashionable wedding than the bride
groom's, but III this case it MAS differ
ent.
Not that Wnk.e INDUCED in any
thing especially fancy upon this occa.
sion. His suit WAS ;he conventional
black. but, like Sampson, the point
where he Came out strong was his hair
When at length he was srrayed, be
looked himself over ia the dressing
glass ard voted the ref c'ion perfect, all
but the hair that was too long
1t will have to be cut, he decided.
THE barb is only across TIE street.
III run over this minute
You'll have to hurry. then, put in
his sister Belle, who was tro,ting IN
and out of his room in her stylish
bridesmaids costume. The carriages
are coming aud it lacks but hall an hour
Of the appointed time.
III Get there. never fear, cried Win
kie. sipp ,g on an old coat AMI hat and
making rush Tor the barber's where,
fortunately, he found the artist Olsen.
gagged
Cut my hair, quick + he cried,
breaihlessly.
Clippers smiled little slyly and set
his machine so that the stubb!e oD all
parts OF Winkle / cad vas less than the
thousand'h part OF an ZACH in length
when he srr,ns before the gas, to ad
mire himself
Worse than all. the pure white a,'l =
Gle which covered Wiukies skull was
several shades winter than that which
was sp,e cad over his features,
You son Of Africa. shouted Wlnhie
in a rage. what did You cut my hair
like that for?'
You ordered me to cut 1t to the
quick, sab.
Winkie couldn't wait to kill him Just
then, bu' with an I'll SEE yon later
feeling IN his breast he made for the
street, here he encountered one of his
friends on he way to the wedding.
Got your hair cut :? lie asked with II
grin.
It's none of your business, if I have,
retorted Winkie.
Bile had in+t entered one Of the car.
rlages to be driven t" th' brides resi-
drnc-. as be reached the door
well, now. rather think Won We
GOT your hair cat, she said. and laughed
outright. .,. * .
I've got a right to get nv hair cut
f, r all + you, guess, he returned s,v.
ag-Iy.
Winklrreid's pet bantam was stand
ing upon he walk AS he has,eued up TO
the sreps.
He kicked a: her angri'y.
She ~ rang aglIely aside.
Got yonr hair Gu, ! Got your hAlr
cut. she cacklsd shrll|y.
Winkie made dive at hi pet pulet
intending to devote enough time 10 her
to dives: her Of her pIumAee at the very
least, but his foot slipped upon bana-
na peel and he fell and struck his face
upon a corner OF step and almost
drove his nasa organ up INTO his brain.
He audibly groaned AS he picked
himself mp. and the driver Of the wait
ing carriage responded with "a Loarse
laugh
Winkie gained the hall, triple bo'ted
the door. aud climbed the stairs. leav
ing trail Of blood behind him.
Ten valuable minutes were spent IN
bathing his probo-cis, ten more in
changing hi. stained linen and re ad-
jus,ing his wedding garments.
Wlnkie then looked into the g ass
and nearly tainted.
A veritablc comic valentine stood he
fore hum.
His nose was larger than all the rest
of his head, with the real old bluiser
tinse into it,
HIS head was az white and shiny as
that of a white marble Statue.
i can't leave this room in ten days,
he muttered.
But A few seconds reflection showed
HIM that he mus: not desert Della at
the very altar.
He hustled into his other coat and
.,lIl liz; bt tI;.f c,ohion lou down