The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1899-07-01
VERY DIPLOMATIC
A Young Mans Dream on wedding
cake and What Cams
OF H.

~But What shall DO with tT be
asked, helplessly.
She looked az him and laughed Is he
stood dangling a square white box by
Its satin ribbon.
"-.eres a certain inanity in treas
urinc another fellows Wedding cake.
Mont you take it-ss a giitg'
Thanks no" she answered "Ihave
n snffeieucy; besides, the charm is
broken 81 you give IL away"
'Charmg" he echoed. What charm
has an indu,iesimal piece Of cake that
would uJsstay the appeiiteo amosqui-
to- silly custom this, anyhow, Of"
"Do YOU mean to say" She interrupt
ed solemuly, that You have attained
unto Years Of discretion and have
never tried the charm that lies in a
brides cakef'
Never" he ayerred.
She looked 50 bewitching In her
bridesmaid array that he would have
sworn TO any fact or iallacy whatso-
ever could he thereby prolong the tete-
a-tete. In seeking a spot where per-
chance tina, ubiquitous best man might
be elu5sd, he had found this curtained
corner Of the porch.
Then you must try it bcforeyou are
a night older" She said. with a pretty
air Of authority. "Cut "a card into
seven slips and give me a pencil, and
I'll do the rest"
He obeyed with unwonted docility.
This is merely a short and sure way
to find out whom you are to marry"
she resumed.
II know whom l want TO marry. !
don't need a piece of cake and seven
slips of paper TO tell me that"
Whom one wants to marry and
whom one marries are not always the
same individual" she remarked, sem
tentiously.
"oh!" was his only audible re-
mark.
"Now," she went on, "I shall write a
name on each Of these six pieces and
leave one blank-for bachelorhood, you
know"
uni" he assented.
"Then you will place them under
your pillow, with the wedding cake,
and draw out one each morning; the
last one" with a pause of emphasis.
81 understand" he broke in. The
last shall be first. But ! can't think Of
six names; one is so indelibly written
on my heart that"
"Oh, l can arrange thatl" she iu-
terrupted, blithely. "You know they
must be written by some one else, any
way-some disinterested person"
"0hl" very humbly.
But as he watched her brows wrin-
kle in such p%erplexity, he concluded
that it was not such a bad thing after
all, this idea OF tying up wedding cake
In boxes. and he became convinced that
weddings, on the whole, were not such
a bore when he saw the ubiquitous best
man peer into the half-light OF the We
randa and retire precipitately.
There's one thing | forgot" she
was saying. Each slip must be de-
stroyed as IL is drawn out, and only
the last one read"
"Humph! Strict requirements,
these! 1t would give a fellow some
satisfaction, perhaps, TO know whom
he had escaped"
"Oh, but the charm won't work I'M
less you do! Promise, now" impera-
lively.
And he promised. Then
"oh, I say =" he cried, interrupting the
writing again. you'll put your own
name down, won't you?"
shall II" she queried, doubtfully.
well, rather" And though the
light was dim, she saw something in
his eyes that made her add, hastily:
"oh, very well, since it Is by re-
quest"
On the eighth day thereafter she re-
ceiyed the following telegram:
your name seventh. Has charm
worked?"
And 1t was not till their honeymoon
was at its zenith that she told him
conidentially-that each bit of card
board had borne the same name. and
there had been no blauk-Montreal
Herald.