The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1900-11-01
At the Wedding Breakfast.
BY BERTHA BoGuE.

BY BERTHA BOGUE.
Copyrighted. 1900, Daily Story Pub. Coz
Marion Evans had known Elizabeth
Stanton but slightly at school and had
moreover considered her NEST unat-
tractive. On meeting her in the city
where she had come for few days
shopping, she was most surprised to
find her looking positively pretty. The
cause she learned at once; Elizabeth
was happy, and happiness. Marion had
read, is a great beautifer. Elizabeth
was to be married in a few days and
she did hope that Marion would be in
town long enough to go to her we'd
ding. Wouldn't she col.le to the break
fast? Only few intimate friends and
relatives? AS Marion thanked her she
smiled inwardly at the absurdity Of
even considering the invitation.
Hadn't she always been bored by re-
ceptions and teas? Truly wedd ng
breakfast was somewhat different, but
when everyone would be a perfect
stranger what possible pleasure could
there be in it? Another present." she
thought. IF many more Of my friends
become SO rash, l shall soon be a
bankrupt"
Two days later when she had don
ned one of her new gowns, for which
she had come to the city and was re-
ceiving the congratulations of her
mother and sister in regard to its be-
coming qualities, a longing to display
it overcame her, so she decided to keep
it on and go to the wedding. When
her cab reached the church door,
streams of people were pouring out.
Very we'll then" thought Marion,
There is the breakfast, am not too
late for that" and her cab straight
way proceeded to the house.
For the first time in her life she felt
trifle shy as she mingled with SO
many strangers in the dressing room,
where the ladies were removing wraps.
and exclaiming in most intimate tones,
Didn't the bride look sweet?" How
well she carried herself" 81 can't i'm
agine why Jessie Jones was the maid
Of honor" Elizabeth and Eleanor
have always been much more init
mate" But, explained an eager
whispeser from remote corner of the
room. He was once devoted to
Eleanor and she, it seems, loved him
not" "Oh! tkat explains it," exclaim-
ed the others with sigh of relief.
Hush, here comes Eleanor's mother!"
Marion went downstairs With the first
arrivals, greeted the long line which
composed the wedding party, and was
wondering what was to become of her
among so many strangers, when one Of
the bridesmaids introduced her to a
young man. Marion, quick in forming
likes and dislikes, decided at once that
she liked him. He was broad-should-
cred, erect, of medium height, with
dark hair and deep gray eyes, which
looked as if they could enjoy the hui
morous as we'll as appreciate the sad
side of life 1t was not long before
they had established bond of sym
pathy from the fact that they were
both strangers in the city, and they
also discovered many mutual ac-
quaintences at Yale, where the young
man had graduated few years be-
fore.
They went out into the dining-room
together, and in the course of the con-
versation, Marion learned that the
his family lived in Connecticut, and
| he at present was located in small
town in Iowa. the home of the groom.
All this was told with many interesting
anecdotes not to mention expressive
chances, for Marion was pretty girl,
interested her greatly. She wished to
know more about the young man. She
even hoped that she might meet him
again, somewhere, somehow. And if
you were born in India, your family
live in the east, what are you doing
in small town in Iowa?" she queried.
81 will give you three guesses," he
.aid, looking down at her gratified
that she should want to talk about
him.
81 am not good guesser," exclaimed
Marion.
We'll, try anyway
OIL guess you run a gambling
house." she said irrelevantly.
No"
We'll, perhaps you keep a boot
Olacking establishment. l am sure
that people in Iowa are most careful
about keeping their shoes shined. /
noticed the groom particularly as he
came down the aisle. His shoes had
a most beautiful finish"
You were at the ceremony then? l
rather imagined from your remarks
that you were not"
Why from my remarks?" questioned
Marion, II didn't know that / had
mentioned the church or the wedding
Anyway you haven't told me whether
you do keep Iowa's shoes well pol
she'd"
NO. haven't that honor" he said
smiling at her quizzically.
4 We'll. here is my last guess per
haps you're minister"
Perhaps l am; what them"
oh, but l know that you are not. "
Il am though"
| Yes, of course, but please don't guy
ne. and tell me what you really do in
that small town"
DO? l do just what most ministers
10. / look after my parishioners and
49,"
.Ifa you can't stop fooling.' inter-
-upted the girl, 1--WE will talk of other
.hings."