The labor world., 1899-11-11
The Weeks
Love Story

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She was a wild little piece, with he1
pretty, dimpled face full Of mischief
always saying extravagant things ant
giving people wrong Impressions, ant
vet she bore the important title Of
Mrs. st. John Irving. Her husband
who was decidedly grave and sedate
thought she did not support his name
with sufficient dignity.
Everyone wondered how two people
SO totally unlike as st. John Irving
and Adele Montgomery had ever been
drawn together, but it is a true say
ing that people like their opposltes.
"My DEAR" said Mr.. Irving one day
as he entered the apartment where
his bride was sitting, Il nave hearu
something very strange
"What was it," asked Adele.
tI heard that your parents were
very much opposed to our union, and
that we were obliged to elope at night
bv jumping out of the back window,
and that then we had been married
without the knowledge of our parents
who, i'm consequence, had disinherited
you, and had refused to have anything
more to do with you.'
"How very stranger" exclaimed
Adele, .how could such a report have
originated?"
"Have you not said something in fun
which might have given rise to it?''
"No," said Adele, thoughtfully, and
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ber the other day, when Vivian Love-
Joy was here-you know she has such
a. perfect horror of old gentlemen. She
asked me, in her innocent way, how
I came to marry a person so much
older than myself? For my part said
she, L never should wish to marry an
old man, and pa and ma wouldn't let
me if did She is such an honest lit
tie creature, and always takes every
thing so literally that I wished to
astonish her, so I replied, L sprang
out of the back window at night, when
my parents were asleep, and I was
married quite early the next morning:
1 suppose that must have been the
way the story originated, and it has
gained, of course, by circulation"
''But Adele what did possess you to
say such thing?" continued Mr.. Irv-
ing.
"Only for mischief; I meant to un-
deceive her before she left me, but
forgot it,
'.Do you think it right to say what
is not true, even in fun, Adele?" asked
her husband, with a grave look. 80
"But it really was strictly true, St.
John; for do you not recollect my tell
ing you that the night before we We're
married, I became alarmed by cry
& of fire next door, and sprang out Of
the window which was near the
ground, and as soon as the first feeling
of fear was over I returned to waken
my father and .mother.''
What you said then was true in the
letter, but not so in the spirit?' asked
Mr.. Irving, as he gaZed earnestly into
his wife's face.
$ "Now, grandpa" said Adele, as she
stroked down his whiskers, please
don't preach me a sermon, for I was
only in fun when said it, and think
people might understand me; every
thing is so dreadfully matter-of-face.' -
Adele laughed and wondered what
made her husband so very sober, and
wished that he was little more play
full; while he, in turn, wished that his
wife was not quite so full of spirits.
But he had still considerable annoy
ance to go through with, before Adele
gave up this little propensity.
It was all in vain that he talked to
her about dignity. =.
"Iam afraid, my dear, that your fun
will give me O.. considerable trouble, y
said Mr. Irving 'to his wife one day,
after another strange report had
f., reached his ears-the result Of Mrs.
Irving's love Of fun.
IT am very sorry" said Adele, as she
raised her sweet, childish face to his.
AS he bent down to imprint a kiss
on those rosy lips, he felt half tempted
to give up the plan which ne had
formed for preventing further mischief
but he recollected that many times her
love for fun had drawn them into
trouble, and with an effort he resolved
to carry it through.
II shall have to leave you for few
days, my dear"
Leave mel" she exclaimed, for
What?'
1t was with heavy heart that Adele
retired that night. She could not bear
the thought of being separated from
her husband even for few days, and
her ever active imagination conjured
up all sorts of dreadful things which
might happen to one or the other OF
them before they should meet again
But it was necessary for him to go,
and the next morning she followed him
to the door, received his parting kiss
and then returned to her room to cry
In the afternoon the bright sun
seemed to invite her out for a walk
and she accordingly went. She met a
number of her friends, but some bowed
coldly, while others passed her by with
a scornful look. At one time she dis
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