The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1899-12-07
CHAPTER ".

Tuesday, December 6, 1892, the morn
ing edition of the New York Herald con-
tanned Is pages, which is Is more than
the average mind can benefit by at
tempting to absorb, of any daily news
paper.
In an obscure column, under the head
line personal there appeared, anon e
others, this advertisement: "A young
man wants a wife. Must marry Tues
day. Answer before noon. Malcolm.
Herald. Uptown"
A messenger boy waited to receive the
replies, find the applicants, and direct
them to call in person at the office of
Robert Stanton, legal representative of
this indefinite Malcolm.
1t seemed well arranged and promis-
ing, and as Stanton entered his Office
that morning, after an unsatisfactory
night at a hotel, a smile of sad satisfac-
ton lifted his upper lip from the tips
of his excellent teeth. 's> -
He touched the bell, and his office bow
not overweight, appeared at the inner
door connecting the private room with
the main office. There was another
door, marked "Private,' leading from
the inner office directly into the hall.
Some women may call to see Mr.
Malcolm" he said. II represent his in
terests. You are to show them in one
at time, in the order of their coming.
When l have done with one l will ring
Don't let another come in till you hear
the bell. See?''
Not muscle seemed to move in the
blank, stupid face, as the boy muttered:
"1esser" and closed the door. Then,
however, great grin instantly divided
his face and his eyes opened almost too
wide for his head to hold them. He
dropped into his chair, and, clutchine
the office copy of the morning Herald
he quickly hunted up and read again a
little two-line advertisements: "A
young man wants wife. Must marry
Tuesday. Answer before noon"
Gee whiz!" he muttered. "a wed
din in de family. An ter-day's Tues.
day, or I'm a sinner. Hi! but here's
No. 1. Cracky, she's corker. He
struck it rich, sure 'nough.''
Instantly he pulled every atom Of
expression out of his face. Approach.
ing woman hesitating in the omen
door, he said:
Good mornin', 'um. Lookin' fur de
Mr.. Malcolm as adetised in de morn.
in Herald, UNI? Right dis way, UNI
He's a-waitin' right in here"
He opened the door of the private
Office. The lady timidly entered. He
closed the door again, and with 8
broad grin retreated to his chair tc
| wait for the next and listen for the
bell.
Inside, the two faced each other TO,
moment in bewildered silence.
Each naturally looked for something
of wolf at the opposite end Of such an
advertisement, and each was naturally
perplexed at the excellently adjusted
sleeps clothing.
Stanton was the poorest possibl.
judge of woman if she was out of thu
| witness stand, and he was too thor
oughly bewildered to be half so pooi
judge as usual. He saw a face the
like of which it seemed to him that h,
had never seen before, with keen. auicl
eyes, lips curving scornfully, VT al
most ready to laugh. and something
about it which frightened him *E
He was so thoroughly bewilderet
that when the woman recovered sutfi
GENTLY to remark: ''This is Mr.. Nal
colin, believer" Stanton hesitated
hung his head, and, looking at the floor
replied: -...-- 49,. -, =
"Why, yes-or, rather, no, not ex
actly.' p . IA =2.[ All
| It was an excellent reply.
"Oh. indeed! I didn't suppose that
you were exactly Mr. Malcolm" sht
exclaimed, with pointed twist Is .ex
act1y.'' "Rut you are the one whe
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