Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1893-08-17
OUR FIRST TIFF.
An Unexplained Letter That
Caused Many Unhappy Days.

To be sure, 1t was the most absurd
thing in the world, my going into &C.
stasies over that stuffy little dat where
Ted and first went to housekeeping;
but taking into consideration my for
mer life IL Is not TO be wondered at
An orphan, dependent upon an aged
aunt who had begrudged me the very
bite ate, was determined to make my
way in the world, coming TO the great
city of New York TO exc out scanty
subsistence as teacher OF music. A
cherries furnished room with meals in
a third.class restaurant TO girl scarcely
out of her teens, this mode of living
possessed but little romance or poetry.
must tell you how | met Ted. One
Of my pupils requested, as a special
favor, that ! drop into BIS on my
way homeward, and match some velvet.
| remember the color, a peculiar shade
of green, and how extremely polite the
salesman was. You see II was Ted. He
had fallen in love at first sight, he told
me afterward, and asked me II l did not
think II stupid OF him when l asked for
green that he should have shown me
crushed strawberry. But then, people
in love make just such mistakes.
This piece" he said, holding up the
folds of rich velvet, sis the nearest we
have"
took my glove of in order to be bet
ter able to judge the quality. In COM
pairing the sample our hands touched;
raised my eyes to meet pair OF hon
est brown ones gazing down with un-
feigned admiration.
My success as a shopper led TO my pu-
pills frequently requesting me to step
into BIS. In this way Ted and
had an opportunity to become acquaint-
cd. An attachment sprung up between
us that soon ripened into love. lie
asked me TO become his wife in straight
forward, honest fashion, telling me of
his ambitions for the future. He had
little to offer but his love. What more
could ask? l told him YES"
My worldly possessions comprised
one trunk, which l carefully packed
and sent to my future home Nothing
now remained but TO inform my sour
visaged" landlady that was going, re-
ceiving in reply the shortest and curtest
Of VERY well, miss; suit yourself
We were married quietly in the little
parsonage across the street, one bright
morning, with the sunlight falling
athwart my dress of plain serge, devoid
of all ornamentation save bunch OF
flowers-a gift from the groom. Ted's
income would not permit us TO indulge
in the luxuries Of n bridal tour We
went directly to our new home. How
bright it was in comparison TO that
dingy furnished room. What a bright
little kitchen, with a wonderful wood
box of Ted's own invention, so ar
ranged with gay chintz that it served
as a settee as well.
Both useful and ornamental, like
you, my little wife," said my husband,
STOPPING to kiss me fondly.
A bright FIRE burned in the sitting
room, as It was still cold weather, Ted
having made arrangements with the
janitress to have everything in readi-
ness for my Homecoming, even TO the
great willow rocker drawn close TO the
fire, and the canary that seemed TO pour
forth a song OF welcome.
To girl accustomed to the luxuries
of home, who left II with a mothers
kiss, fathers blessing, Ted's humble
efforts would be as naught The walls
might prove cramped and mean, the
stairway n trine dark and steep; but to
me. coming from that cherries lodging
house, 1t was all sunshine, and, throw
ing my arms about Ted's neck, l wept
for very joy.