The Bellefontaine Republican. [volume] (Bellefontaine, Logan County, Ohio) 1855-1905, 1899-11-28
HOW THE CLIPPER
GOT THE NEWS.
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Two Children Play Getting Married.
Which Leads to Serious Results.

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Pauline and Polly Peters. enterpris-
ing twins, aged Z, had just seen we'd
ding for the first time in their short
lives and w-re engaged in reproducing
the event to the best of their remem-
brance.
Pauline, with q preternaturally sol
emn air, held last years almanac In
her hand and figured as the officiating
clergyman. while Polly, with piece
of mosquito netting over her head and
a bouquet of bachelors buttons in her
hand, was the bride.
The most impressive part of the cere-
mOny. to their minds. was the throw
ing of rice and old shoes after the de-
parting couple. and the insurmountable
difficulty of introducing this feature
into their reproduction caused them
much distress. \
A bride, Polly complained, couldn't
well throw rice at herself, and as Paul
inc thought it needed a hack or some
kind Of conveyance to make the
thing complete it@was at last reluc
tantly decided TO omit this most inter-
estIng part of the. marriage.
The wedding procession, conspicuous
for trifiing oversight in the matter of
bridegroom,s was on the point Of
starting down to the barn, where the
event was taking place, when young
man drove into the yard, and, hitchins
his horse. rang the bell to inquire for
the twins grown up sister.
For a minute the children gazed ut
each other as the door opened to re-
ceive him, then a brilliant idea struck
them simultaneously. Off came Polly's
veil and down went Pauline's book.
'9rhat's Charley Bingham come to
take sister to ride" gasped Polly,
dancing up and down in delight.
Il know it," said Pauline excitedly,
land we haven't n minute to lose. You
run right up to the house and get all
the rice you can and I'll borrow some
of the neighbors."
"Oh, Mrs. Eerrick," she painted
breathlessly, a few minutes later, as
she rushed into that lady's door,
won't you please let me have some
rice?'
"Why, child, what do you want of
rice? You are not having q wedding at
your house, are your
"Yes. ma'am, and please hurry, or it
will be too late"
| But who is it for?"
| For Sister Suew shouted Pauline,
| who was in too much of hurry to
| stop for elaborate explanation, and
raced back TO meet Polly, who had the
| good luck to find a bag of the stuff
which the grocer had left on the kitch-
en- table.
"Why. haven't they kept that pretty
caller, Mrs. Smith, as she picked up
her knitting, and both ladies drew
| their chairs to the window on the side
| next to the Peters house to watch the
course of events more closely.
| "There goes Parson Hildreth!' ex.
claimed Mrs. Smith. And sure enough
that reverend gentleman was seen com
ing down the steps next door, having
made a call upon the twins father.
Il thought that would be match
some time But what are those chill
dren doing now?"
Pauline and Polly, in their stocking
feet, were tying white hair ribbons or
the horses foretOps, and two pairs OF
small shoes were seen dangling under
the carriage. They had barely finished
tying the last knot and skipped into
| J,a hor hnf ha of rico yrhnr
Mr. Bingham came out to get his team
He was Il desperately shy young mar
and not especially observing. Being
slightly agitated, too, 1t Is doubtful
whether he would have noticed had his
horse turned into a prancing zebra dur
ing his absence, and it is not strange
that the ribbons and other decorations
failed to attract his attention.
Pretty Miss Sue Peters next appear
ed to take her place in the carriage
and Mr.. Bingham had just gathered w
the reins preparatory to start wher
a cloudburst of rice enveloped him, the
carriage, the horse and a good share Of
the people on the street
The horse, a restless animal, started
with a jump, and, further irritated by
the fluttering ribbons before his eyes
swept down the street at a runaway
pace. The shoes swung back and fortl
under the carriage for some distance
but finally dropped off in front Of the
office, Of the Snowsville Clipper, and
Editor Dodge, who had lively realiza
ton of the fact that eternal vigilance
is the price of items, cast his eagle eye
out of the window in time to note the
occupants of the flying carriage, the
ri, e and the shoes in front Of his office
door.
Hold on, John" he called to the
foreman, who had just finished max
ing up the paper; unlock the last
form and take cut half a column OF
matter. l will be back in few min
utes with something to fill H."
So saying. he rushed out, and, strid