Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1899-12-14

tastes. Women are a conglomeration
of surprises; so this surprise isn't sur
prising."
Fred.-"I suppose not. Anyway,
you'll take charge of the proceedings
and if I make break, you'll set me
right, won't your"
Jim (sotto voce)-"If he makes
break, SOIL I'LL break his neck"
(Aloud.) Certainly. So far that's been
from what day will this den know you
no more forever"
Sunday. Gives us two days
for rehearsal" Then standing straight
as dart he said: Don't poke fun at
me. Do you remember once when you
were in need of-of-sympathy?"
Jim with an effort suppressed laugh
at the incongruous suggestion. But,
springing to his feet, he wrung Fred's
hand with grip that made him vince,
and, while looking each other between
the brows, they lived through the am
was mutual. Fred smiled self con-
fidently, conscious that he was master
of this situation. But the moment he
reverted to the conversation of the
evening, he was on tenterhooks.
Jim" he said, "Pll depend on you
to superintend the operations. I'll say
good night. Edith's expecting me. I'm
getting incurably addicted to her. "
And out he went.
Jim dropped into a chair and, looking
at the ceiling through rings of smoke,
soliloquised: Here's a go. Got to
coach lunatic through the intricacies
of wedding. Nice GIRL but she's
shifted his center of gravity. Made
him careen to leeward-In fact any
ward. First, the hallucination that
she's an angel; next the cold fact that
it's all mess; then the rather abrupt
tangent from straight sense, that she's
too good for him; and last, that he's
addicted to her like habit. Now,
what's to be done with a fellow like
that? It's beyond my solution. A
man of brain, Drawn and grit, Just as
cool in a cloud of powder smoke as in
tobacco smoke, can put his foot on the
neck of misfortune. Along comes a
| five-foot, hundred-pound, cherry-lipped,
blue-eyed vision in lace and furbelows,
and, behold him gibbering idiot! My
responsibility is too great. Let's see
Elsie Chadwick is best man among the
bridesmaids. I'll ask her to give me a
lift. Deuced nice girl that" and he
stuck his tongue in his cheek. Observe
Mr.. Morgan was careening.
Sunday morning, and our two friends
are entering the little church which is
packed to the doors.
Jim" said Fred, 81 see Edith, Mr.
Ainsley and the-the-butterfiie at the
other end. But, o Lord, what crowdi"
Jim (sotto woodworking Jeremi-
all. He'll collapse if i don't handle
him with rigorous discipline" ALOUD
kissing it in his earl 'Jf you
fail me I'll turn this thing
into funeral, or make work
for squad of police. See your faith
er-in-law's bald head? Keep your eye
on that and your ear on me and don't
remove either under penalty of death
AllOhIiOh. by YOUR lelJ, MdTCn! anu
down the aisle he marched him till he
was safe behind the chancel rail. Con-
trary to expectations Fred. acted his
part well till the final prayer, when
he remained standing after the parties
involved had knelt. Jim, on the alert
for something of the sort, Kissed in his
ear You uncivilized barbarian, kneel 3"
The prayer over all was over, save
for the congratulations and rice which
were plentiful. After jim had wiped
his brow. and was escorting Miss Chad
wick to the carriage, she asked,
naively:
Mr.. Morgan, would'n you like to be
in Mr.. Vincent's place."
Yes" he remarked, IF you were in
Miss Ainsley's."
But thereon hangs another story.