Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-09-15
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1T is wonderful. wonderful" said
Jim Ward. "Stetson, almost thou
persuadest me to become a husband
Only married six weeks, too" said
Hardy; "and if you'd seen him when
he was getting wed: | always Cid ad-
mire Eunice. but | didn't know she
was capable of this. for | don't think
Freddie deserves all the credit"
| know now that the pride which
these comments aroused within me
was an unholy pride, but l enjoyed
Il then.
1t was after eight when our cigars
were ready for the short trip to AL
baugh's. and as we went out to the
single hanson which Tommy had
thoughtfully ordered, so we shouldn't
be separated" i said that | really
ought to join my wife. There was. of
course, unanimous protest. but after
reasoning with them for a moment,
and explaining that il was politeness
to Miss Wendell (whom none of them
knew. and not a relapse into marital
weakness. which moved me, they de-
parted, leaving me upon the club
house steps.
1t was a beautiful evening at its
most beautiful hour, when the cres-
cent of the new moon turns from blue
white to silver as the sunset glow
fades. From the door-steps and from
open windows on the street foated up
little waves of laughter and the rise
and fall OF voices. Somewhere over in
Farragut Square a street-piano was
playing. The scent of Towering trees
and shrubs was in the air, together
, with the odor, dear by association to
every Washingtonian's heart, of the
watered asphalt pavements. Just this
particular portion of the universe
seemed vibrating and pulsating in
every part with a supreme quiet hap
piness. And then bethought me that
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day was a quiet walk with my wife. as
we had walked on evenings like this
before We were married, and | want
briskly down the steps, turned toward
Tarragut Square. and stopped, smiling
to think that | had instinctively turn
ed to go to her old home on Vermont
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tainly not. She was with Alice: and
Alice boarded with those people on
Seventeenth or Eighteenth street, and
the number? The number | had fatty
and fully forgotten. also the name. ]
had seen them both at home, | had
given the number to the expressman
when the trunks were checked, and |
knew It was somewhere between ten
hundred and eighteen hundred and
something,-but what? In the con
fusion of meeting and parting at the
station | hadn't thought of it, nor. APP
parently, had any one else.
The street-piano had trundled noise
lessly over the asphalt, and now,
squarely opposite, burst into the "Bou-
LANCER March" with a crash and clat-
ter that filled the street. | wheeled
and fed. l would go down to AL
baugh's and ask Tommy if he remem-
bered Eunice's saying where we
would stop; then hesitated. If there
was any other way out of it, it would
be a little too bad to let the fellows
in, if it could be helped. There must
membered now, the Williamses.
They knew Alice and would of course
know where she boarded.
1t took the nearest cabman twenty
| minutes to get me to their house. 1t
took me three minutes to learn from
a servant that the family were all at
Deer Park for a week.
| rode back Connecticut avenue Won
dering If | could tell the cabman that
bad carried Miss Wendell and my wife
from the station, if | say him again.
| All hanson drivers looked alike, still,
the station was probably his regular
stand, and on looking over the lot
might possibly recognize him.
1t was dark now. Pennsylvania
avenue was al aglitter with lights, the
star in the Capitol lantern burning
! yellow at the end of the long perspec-
tive. There were only six hansoms at
the station stand, and the drivers did
ell look alike. So made for the cab
that stood third in the line for luck.
"Did you take two ladies from the $50