The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-03-23

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yet she remembered having heard men,
ton of an attractive cousin, a Miss Effie
Leale, and might il not be possible that
in his wanderings with the blinded in
valid, with his own sore heart, Jack
Ormsby had met and found consolation
in this fair relative of his stricken friend.
that she in turn had quickly learned
10 admire the manly fellow who was so
devoted TO their particular hero? At all
events it was something not TO be men
toned to Ellis, thought Helen.
But what was the use? Wayne told it
10 Lucretia, Lucretia told dozen during
the day. 1t was all over the post before
night, end despite Helen's effort Ellis
heard il among the first. One more
among the many mishaps with which
to usher i'll Wills wedding day!
At 10 that beautiful June morning
there was something more than pathetic
about poor Lucretia's sorrows. While
Fenton, Mrs. Farrar, Helen, silent,
brave faced Ellis, and dozen SYM
pathetic souls from all over the post
were gathered on the north piazza over
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waters of the Platte, signaling to Will
and watching eagerly his vigorous
movements, the lady of the house re-
manned Within doors, wept increasingly
and refused TO be comforted.
ut is dreadful to think of the con-
dition that chicken salad will be in"
che moaned. "It is preposterous to talk
to me of patience! I've said all along it
was to be an unlucky day, because you
all know perfectly well-at least if you
don't you ought to-that it is just IL
years ago this day that we were all
gathered at Fort Crook for the funeral
of Captain Crocus, which was to take
place the moment the ambulance got i'll
from the front, and the band was all
ready, and the escort and the hearse and
and after all the whole thing had to
be abandoned, for when the ambulance
got in there wero no remains at all-at
least there were, but they weren't ready
for burial because they'd revived and
were sitting up and saying shocking
things. Why, think a wedding with
out bride is ten times worse than q
But here, it must be admitted, the
burst of laughter in which Rorke in
dulged was too much for her determina-
ton to weep, and, blazing through her
tears, the maiden demanded explanation
Of his unseemly conduct. Rorke was a
permanent member of the colonel's es-
tablishment now, but he could not risk
Miss Lucretia's displeasure, and was
wise and knew his danger and fled TO
the kitchen, there 10 tell cook and
Chinaman the lady's plaintive mono
logue, while Amory, equally conscience
less ran out TO convulse with it the
party on the porch. And then in the
midst of all the laughter came delirious
news from the best man" sent TO meet
the bride and Ormsby at the station and
break to them the direful news that
1.-THE bridegroom was late. The train
had passed Fetterman Bend. The bride
would be there in 90 minutes.
And she came, and what scene there
was! And how she was Rugged and
kissed and mauled and pulled about,
and how she strove to tell of her tribu
lations and could not for the volume of
welcome, exclamation and interroga-
ton, and not until trunks, boxes and
what alls had been whisked away to her
room aloft and somebody said it was al
most O'Clock did she find breath and
opportunity TO say: Gracious heavens!
And IN TO be married at noon! And
not thing done yet! Why-why-
where's Willy"
Aghast they looked at one another
Was not all this to have been explained
by Wayne? Hadn't Wayne told heri
Told her? Told her what? All Major
Wayne said TO her about Willy was that
he was almost frantic with impatience
to meet her, but he'd--he'd have to take
his bath first. What did he mean by
sending such ridiculous stuff? What
were they all laughing-crying att
Isn't here? Couldn't cross! Can't he
swim? Why, the man she thought he
was would swim Niagara rather than
miss his wedding day! And then-oh,
day Of days-perhaps her words an
initiated space and reached the ears OF
| the maddened lover, for at the very mo-
ment came an Irish howl from the porch
without. "Oh, fur the luv Of God, shtoI
him! Don't let him! Oh, mother OF
Moses, it's drownin he isl'' And then,
all shrieks and terror, did most of the
party scatter for the balconies, while,
all shrieks and terror and protestations
that she'd never speak to him again il
he dared to, Kitty collapsed upon sofa.
Was ever there wedding day to
match it? Soaked to the skin, dripping,
but triumphant, Will Farrar rode out
Of the floods and up the heights amid the
frenzied acclamations of the garrison,
and throwing himself from the saddle
at the colonel's gate demanded to see,
if not to squeeze, his bride. There were
they gathered, the elite of Fort Frayne,
some in wedding garb, some in travel
ing dress, and what a cheer went up a.
he sprang to the porch and his mother
wanted to clasp him, dripping though
he was, to her heart of hearts. Not SC
Kitty. Don't you come near me, yo'
dreadful thing!" she cried, and, laugh
ing and protesting, he was led away t.