The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-07-31

some dream end proaeniimont Of
evil.
vent around 70 Farrelrs rather
early, intending 10 get away before
the crush. Farrell and his young
wife received mo 90 entered The par
Tor, and after an exchange Of greet
ings gently pushed lmo forward into
the crowd.
In that instant ! caught sight Of the
perAdious jenkins, standing beneath
decorated chandler, arrayed like
the lilies Of the Geld, and by bis side,
in white null, tho most beautiful erea-
ture ] had ever seen.
Ihaye always been somewhat vain
Of my rapid thought action-my abil-
ity to take In situation az O glance,
and, as Mrs. Farrell steered me toward
the couple with easy grace, ! caught
glimpses Of what, TO my excited im-
agination, seemed a number Of suspi-
cious tribes.
Then a most terrible thug hap
pened ! turn cold and hysterical,
even now, when / try to reason out
the full hideousness Of it, in cold
blood.
Jenkins and the fair creature be-
meath the flowers Jenkins. who had
comforted me with his blue serge,
blushing, and in full dress The an
gelic creature beside him in white
null and radiant. In a fash Of idiocy
it came upon me-a weddingl A sur
prise for my benefit Farrell's talk and
Jenkins's blue serge a blind was
being presented to the bridel
was too much confused to catch
names, but the situation became clear
in an instant, and in the next had
grasped Jenkins's hand and congratu-
lated him, murmuring my surprise
and good wishes. The look that came
into the poor fellows face should have
enlightened me, but nothing short of
O hickory club could have done that
then. Ny ambition was no ordinary
one. I was not content with being a
common everyday donkey, but must
put myself on record as the most
colossal ass of the century. Turning
from Jenkins to his divine companion,
congratulated her feelinglY, and then
perhaps it was the litter of some one
behind me; perhaps it was a fltering
through my natural processes-I will
never know just how or what butt
realized
Kind Providence sent a flock of
new arrivals just then, and ]
faded away into the next room
to die. I found a quiet spot behind
some tall palms, and there on a
little rustic seat, with only the whis-
pering green leaves for company, ]
waited the dark angels coming. II
was beginning at my extremites. In
few moments the GOODNESS and
stupor would reach my hips and
shoulders. Ny face was still quite
warm.
"They will find me here"
thought, "and perhaps even she vii,
be charitable to my shortcomings"
/ just then young Mrs. Farrell'i
voice came iltering in to me through
the palms.
"Have you seen Mr.. Trimley2" she
was saying, and her voice wat
mixed up with little wrinkles o!
laughter-"such good iokel"
I smothered groan.
Gle congratulated Mr.. Jenkins anC
Mary as bride and groom, she con
tinued, breaking down every othei
word to laugh, land he did it 50 vel
you would have thought he was in
earnest Poor bashful Mr.. Jenkin
almost collapsed, but Mary enjoyed j
immensely and is laughing and telling
everybody. 1 am looking for Mr..
Trimley now to express my disap
prevail.
came forth then from behind tn
palms and took new lease on life.
accepted modestly the compliments O
my clever bit of acting, only remark
ing quietly that I believed ha
squared an account now with Mr.. Jen
! kins, the exact nature of which l gen