Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1897-04-01

Widow Purvey thought it rather
strange that her brldegroom-elect
should be so undemonstratlve. and
that all his tete atetes should be con-
fined to the subjects of pudding sauce
and shirt buttons. But then, as Miss
Larkspur said, there never was ANY
account for the freaks of an old
bachelor; and when the bridal eve
came, and Mr.. Marlowe condescend-
ed TO express approval of the wedding
breakfast as set out in the dining room
over night, Mrs. Purvey shed tears.
What are you CRYING about7
hate to see women cry said Mr..
Marlowe, sharply.
i can't help it, Such change for
me! whimpered the widow.
'Oh, pshawi' said Mr.. Marlowe,
irrltaoly. Changer lis no change
at all. Here We are just as we always
have been. l don't see anything TO
cry about. Remember the carriages
are to be at the door at twelve pre-
cisely.'
Ill be ready uaid Mrs. Purvey,
swallowing a sob.
And she was ready-dove .colored
silk, dress hat and all-for, accord
ing to the advice of Miss Letitia
LarKspur, she had abandoned the
idea of white satin and tulle veil as
rather inappropriate to her age and
condition OF widowhood.
Please, ma'am, said Jemima,
bursting, red-faced and painting.
into the room, 'the carriage has bsen
waitin' this ever so long!'
But where's Mr.. Marlowep de-
manded the bride expectant.
Please, ma'am, he went half an
hour ago, said Jemima.
Ca, said Mrs. Purvey, 4 suppose
its etiquette to go in seperate carri-
ages, out it amt the way me and
Purvey managed it. Give me my
fan, 'Mimy-and my bouquet-and
d mt forget the smelling bottle. Now
LIN ready
Please, ma'am, bawled Jemima,
who had rushed to the window on
hearing the sound of carrige wheels.
they've come back! And Mr.. Mr.
lowe, he's a, handln' lady dressed Ii
Drown silk, with bird of paradise III
her hat, out of the front carriage
Dear me-, said Mrs. Purvey, hur-
rying downstairs. What can it all
meanY
And she hesitated into the presence
Of Mr.. Marlowe, who stood in the
oest parlor, with Mrs. Hyde, leaning
IN his arm.
You're too late to witness the
ceremony, chuckled the quondam old
bachelor, Were married.
who are married2' shrieked Mrs
Purvey, growing pallid under her
'ouge.
Bessie Hyde, ma'am, and your
humble servant Why, whom did |
you suppose?' demanded Mr.. Mar
owe opening his eyes very wide.
Lawk-a, massy!' cried Jemima,
forward to,support the wild.
,w's swooning form, 'Missus s'posed |
you was goin' to marry herr
Then she was a fooll'' said Mr. |
Marlowe, briskly. Come Bessie, my
lear, we have no time to lose if we
ire to catch the three o'clock train
Mrs. Purvey came out of her
,woon and into her senses with COM
alacrity. If she had lost
bridegroom, that was no reason why
'he should also lose first class pail
If boarders. She tied an apron over
Ter dun-colored silk, and hurried to
lelp serve the breakfast.
'lt was an awkward mistake, said
he to Lstitia Larksour, but life is
ull of mistakes. And perhaps I'm
,etter off just as am
No doubt, no doubt said Miss
Iarkspur, whose theory was based
lpon that of the tabled fox who once
ost his caudal appendage. 'Matri-
no' y : dreadful uncertain
'hven at the last moment said
lrs. Purvey, with an involuntary