The St. Johns herald., 1896-07-25

| WIS BelLluB tOO tlreO tO De very cu- thusiastic, but her mother was delight
 ed, and it was no use thinking that I
 would just as soon have had the
 money.
 This makes 1O3, dear-nine more
 than Susie Fish had said her sister.
 zone hundred and two,' said Aggie.
 "'No, dear, 1O3-1O2 came this morn
 ing
 oh, know shall never get this
 list rightp exclaimed Aggie, diving for
 her blank book
 Look out, or you'll be handing that
 book to the parson for a prayer-book,'
 said I.
 'Wouldn't be a bit surprised she
 answered, smiling; Aggie could smile 1 when she was tired.
 Well, we were married. A man
 breathes easier when it's over with.
 But, Aggie,' said, as the carriage door
 slammed on us, if it ever happens to us again, let's leave out the heather su- perstitions'
 "I know it. said Aggie. T begged them not, but they would smuggle some in. See any in my hairY
 Some in your hat brim.' brushed her of, and she seized the newspaper I had carefully brought along to look like an old married man, and conjured
 with 1t minute, holding 1t out by an improvised handle. Here she said, the very childen in kindergarten know how to make paper dustpans-nOw brush the carriage seat When we got out I gave the hackman a dustpan of rice with bill on ton. There, burn it. said I.
 Did you see him chortle in his joyT said Aggie. giggling; Zoe, do you feel like a married coupler
 Lots said I.
 ''Our ten days in Washington had only one bogie-the blank book. Aggie said she must finish her notes. All I could do was to sit by and fret, and put on the stamps; and she told me hindered her more than helped, and she was awfully glad to have me around, 1t made her feel better.
 "We began housekeeping In a cheer ful way In little house on a new street. It was something like to come home to one's own dinner table. We had so much silver that 1t looked funny with our plain china-nobody had given us lot of ice-cream sets and things. I tell you, marriage is a lottery when it comes to wedding presents. I liked 1 seeing Aggie's face in the sugar bowl, though. Every night the little maid | Qmported, to live up to the spoons) brought them and all the rest upstairs | on tray and we packed them away in | the chest we had made and q pretty | penny 1t cost, with its combination | lock, which went into the end of the | closet where nobody could get at it. | One night we came home at 12 from a reception, and as we stole upstairs | not to wake the sleeping handmaid, Aggie so sleepy herself that she ripped on her wedding gown and had to hold her, we came upon the whole array on the floor outside our door.
 Isn't 1t imposing? so safev said I, but Aggie said, desperately, I shan"t care anything about going out event ings any more if I've got to put that silver away after get home'
 Let 1t stay there
 "'Oh, can't. Mamma thinks we're so careless. We don't appreciate things enough. She says, if anyone had given her such elegant things when she was married she wouldn't have dared to close her eyesp
 Take more than that to keep my eyes open But helped Agnes shove the tray under a chair, and drape the train of her wedding dress over it.
 What on earth are you doing, Ag- yieT l asked, on coming in for dinner 'ne day. All could see was one foot md skirt ruff1e in the closet.
 "Aggie scrambled up enough to catch ne round my knee. oh, Joe, I'm so glad you've comep
 What Is 1t? You're ready to cry.'
 That's what like about you; you lon't have to be explained to. Henry Walker wouldn't have known I felt Ike crying if I'd screamed it at him! , That made me feel pretty good though dinner wasn't ready). But 1 yhat?-' $ e It's the silver! came up to change he forks and spoons so they should $ 'et worn alike, and I've shut the paper t with the combination in the chest and can't remember what 1t was "I got down beside her. It was hot CT than Mexico in that closet. I turn l d and tried the lock. Do you keep our dresses out of my way, they tickle he back of my neck No good. Well z guess we'll use the old forks today aid I; I don't believe they'll fade C way yet awhile 2 " oh, I'm so sorry-but-they're ev- | ry one shut up in that chest So we U lughed. What else was there to do? was funny when Deming came home yith me to tea-we'd asked him some avs before. It wouldn't have been " lnny with some girls. The table look C d principally white china, and the s itchen knives and forks didn't go " )und. Ever cut omelet with a pew c IT spoon? It Is great. n
 It WaSn nt quite so funny when three Ot days had gone by and we had near smothered sojourning in the closet, u nd no news of the combination. Don't Il Il mammal pleaded my wife. I be- Dl m to think should have to call in u cksmith, when one evening Aggie a' artled me by jumping out of bed wing, I've got it! I've got itp p' '' Got what-a nightmare? u ' 'Ive got the combination! Pve been 10