Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1899-11-16

My trosseau will be simple and the
wedding, oh, very, very quiet. | shall
wear white mostly 1t is easier to
change from black to white than to
plunge into colors, and my boy-oh,
nothing can ever make me cease to
mourn for him"
just at this moment a servant ap-
peared with a box containing an i'm
mense corsage bouquet of violets. Mrs.
Hazen smiled softly and said, Tie ad-
miral loves flowers
When Mrs. Hazen gave me the pho
tograph which shows her with her lit
tie sons arms about her neck she said.
This is the picture dear Secretary
Blaine made his famous bon mot about.
he said there's only one young man in
the world with daring enough to take
sucn a liberty with Mrs. Hazen.
wasn't it just like MIR. Blaine."
Mrs. Mclean and her daughter are
hke two devoted and inseparable sis
tiers. I'VE have not" said Mrs. Nc
Lean, looking fondly at Mrs. Hazen.
been separated for an hour for years.
Our rooms communicate, and Mile
comes every morning of her life to
take her first breakfast with me at NV
| bedside.
L am the only one who loses by this
marriage. My daughter gains a noble
devoted husband. Admiral Dewey
gains, l think, an uncomfortable wife
| am left alone"
Mamma, darling said Mrs. Hazen.
| quickly going to her mothers side:
you know l said would only be Ad-
miral Dewey's wife if you could spare
me-if you were quite willing"
And so am-quite, quite! But
say | am the loser, because | lose the
hourly companionship of my child"
The thought of the emptiness of the
great house was dispelled by Mrs. Nc
Lean herself, who said with a brave
smile: What world this would be If
we mothers did not love best of all to
see our children happy!"
While we were arranging for the
photographs Mrs. Hazens brown curls
became refractory and would not STAY
pinned. l suggested that a certain
style of hairpin would hold her hair
more compactly and sa',
her some of these pins from New York
mo, DON'T" the dearest woman"
exclaimed. Don't send me anything
will int
stitious. l am afraid of things that
bring bad luck"
'Millie's ridiculous superstitions,
said Mrs. Mclean, are a family JOKE.
The other day when my son John came
to say good-by to me l called him back
from the landing of the stairs to say
another word and Mile shrieked out:
John Mclean, don't turn back
it's bad luck And John said:
Not when my mother calls me,
Mile. That changes the luck and
then he said, What is it, mammal"
and | said, John, you're going away on
that campaign, and if they treat you
we'll and it makes you happy and
y L
though it will be two years out of my
life, and two years at my age is a long
time to be separated from my dear son.
But, John, if they're nasty to you, and
don't want you, don't forget that your
mother does want you, and come back
to your old mother. John, darling, you
just say to yourself, Well, my mother
wants me, anyway, and I'll go back and
be a comfort to her.
And John came back and kissed
me again, and said:
Mamma, dearest, | hadn't thought
of that. I'm glad you called me back.
If they don't want me I'll come back to
my lovely little mother
"And wasn't that worth calling him
back for?" said Mrs. Mclean, triumph
antly.
1t was now after O'Clock and Ad
miral Dewey obviously thought his
time was being encroached upon, for
he telephoned to know if he might not
call. He was told that he might, and
he came with good speed, for | saw
him smilingly walking up to the circle
a few moments later.
When | said good-by, Mrs. Hazen
clasped my hands and looking earn
estly into my face she said:
Wish me well; wish me well from
the bottom of your hearth"
II do indeed" 1 replied. "You have
no need of so poor thing, but with all
my heart / wish you WE'LL"
"You are mistaken" replied Admiral
Dewey's betrothed wife, and with the
tears suffusing ner eyes she said: IL
hope all the millions who love Admiral
Dewey will wish Mildred Hazen well.
I don't want one living soul who loves
him to have an unkind thought Of me-
TWO MINUTE PICTURE OF LIFE.