Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1899-03-18
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rbc Mixed Matrimonial Experiences
of Four Happy Brides Related
nv Themselves.

Four brides who were married in
June had sworn to remain dearest
friends after marriage, and also TO tell
truly when they met after their honey
moons how they liked being married.
"Oh, girls, isn't it perfectly lovely be-
ing together again. was what three of
them cried simultaneously after all had
Rugged, The fourth said; Perfectly
st%unning!" instead OF lovely.
"Now, girls went on Mrs. R,
remember we were to tell and be hon
est. will if you all will, Myrtle Rose
bud-here! | can never think of you as
Mrs. Puffball-speak up first, because
you are the youngest" Well" said
she, 'it was very nice, Charlie is love-
~, and waits on me and all that, but |
do get sick to death of being a baby.
| have got so that ! can hardly speak
a straight word because | am so used
to pouting and babying for him. What
in the world shall | do if | have to keep
on acting like five years old when | get
to be 40?"
Nov, Mollie Briar, tell us what you
think" commanded Mrs. Il.
"Oh, I'm all right. The thing | have
noticed is that men are awful gossips."
"Ies, aren't they?" breathed a re-
lieved and delighted chorus.
Nov, my John is as pleased as can be
If | will talk about my friends; and
when | want him to talk, them re-
stunned MoIlie, Il just start him on his
club fellows, and as for gossip. we'll, If
! wasn't too busy thinking to notice
much what he says, | should know the
inside history of all the men we used
to know. Its really disgusting-I don't
mean John; he hasn't bit of harm in
him, but do hate gossip"
why, Charlie does the same thing
pouted Mrs. Puffball, mot to me, but
with his valet, and with men when he
gives dinners. He says | mustn't get
my little head full of nonsense. | only
wish he would talk to me"
"Now, girls, am going to confess
something that | hoped one of YOU
would speak of, since we are being hon
est Thus Mrs. R. DO your hus.
bands pretend that they never asked
to marry you?'
\ perfect yell rent the walls of the
sitting-room. 81 thought So" breathec
Mrs. R. Indignantly, and | will be
it's the way with all women. Henry
simply grins, and says: Rats II
isn't ttat ! care. because everyon,
knows the race Henry had to get me-
they all cooed fiery assurance-"it's
the impudence of him, and sometime.
| actually wonder if he will get to be
lieve it,"
They all believe it," quavered Mrs
Pulfball. Charlie laughs, pats my
head-oh. it makes me so madame
says; Nonsense, Mousy. | Away.
knew you would.'"
John says | asked him." Mrs. Bria'
spoke up in calm despair, and the hor
ror of Mrs, Putfball's Insult was for
gotten in the squawks of indignation
aroused by this last statement.
Then some one discovered that So
phronia hadn't told her experience
You all have lovely husbands" sait
she, "but mine is awful, and it's a CON
r fort to get it off my mind. As for ask
ing me, we'll, ! have his proposal in
letter. Goodness knows | didn't get i
in writing with a purpose. 1t happened
so, but | am going to advise every cir
: ! know--"
I YES they all interrupted, breath
less.
i. Then Ne can't say he didn't" put il
Mollie.
/ Cant he?' sophronia Beldo.
breathed hard. alfred Delaney Be
!, don saysit's a forgery
Then the meeting broke up in tear:
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