Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1899-11-16

| Dlack-JuSt black, and all alike. I
never expected to wear anything else.
But now, CT course, | think it would
be selfish to take my crepe into Ad-
mlral Dewey's life. You see, it is his
life that is all important Mine will
De merged into his. l have no desire
Tor any separate individuality. | am
the very humblest, saiu Mrs. Hazen 81
cannot tell you how this great gift that
has been vouchsafed me humbles me
l know the hero and patriot whom the
world loves. l also know the courtly
gentleman, the devoted friend. the
loyal soul and honest heart. incapable
OF small ungenerous emotion. When
think of what it means to be the
woman who has confided to her the
charge OF making this life happy, am
humbled to the profoundest depths OF
my soul. 1t is tremendous response
Dlllty, and l pray l may be worthy of
| it.
But We mustn't get gloomy over it:
let us talk chiffons.
My trosseau will be simple and the
wedding, oh, very, very quiet. l 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 an
peared with box containing an i'm
mense corsage bouquet of violets. Mrs.
Hazen smiled softly and said, The adj
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
such a liberty with Mrs. Hazen
Wasn't it just like Mr.. Blaine!"
Mrs. Mclean and her daughter are
like 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
comes every morning of her life tc
take her first breakfast with me at my
bedside.
Il am the only one who loses by this
marriage. My daughter gains noble
devoted husband. Admiral Dewey
gains, | think, an Incompatible wife
| am left alone
Mamma, darling, said Mrs. Hazen
quickly going to her mothers side;
you know l said l would only be Ad-
miral Dewey's wife if you could spare
me-if you were quite willing"
And so | am-quite, quitel 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 SAID
her some of these pins from New York.
mo, DON'T" the dearest woman"
exclaimed Don't send me anything
with points. I'm dreadfully super
stitious. | am afraid of things that
bring bad luck"
Miles ridiculous superstitions, y
said Mrs. Mclean, are family JOKE.
The other day when my son John came
to say goodby to me | 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
well and it makes you happy and
you're elected, why, I'll be content.
though it will be two years out of my
illC, o1lu CNO yCdlo at dSt 10 d lOD =
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 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.