The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1901-11-22
A HONEYMOON
INTERLUDE @

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They were very young. and the girl
in her Teuton fairness. was pretty and
pleasant to look upon also she had
thanked very nicely when John Marais
had put her bag on the rack, and in Eng
lish.
Otherwise Marais would have run the
risk of losing his train by getting out and
hunting for another carriage, for he had
aIpious horror of honeymooning couples.
Had he not in his many wanderings suf-
fered much at the hands of this painfully
selfish race of human beings?
"Now we are en- route for Munchen."
observed the bridegroom, with a satisfied
smile, as he sat down beside his wife
and, with one arm around her waist,
gazcd ont in jovial complacency at the
unintcresting stretch of country which is
the order of the day from Stcinach to
the Bavarian capital, land after that
Berlin. Oh, hut what for a beautiful
and in the most sacred corner of the
mind to be treasured wedding journey
are we to have. Still three weeks my
hearts dearest. and then to Elbcrfelip
must we return. viii my little wife,
though to her happiness her husband
himself dtdcates, it not duh Gnd?"
The little bride raised blue. worship
ing eyes TO her husbands beaming
countenance.
AT - the train stops. and 20 to
buy refreshments" said the Tcutonic
husband, laughing contentedly. 81 have
hunger, and thou
Il could eat grass" said the pretty lit
tie wife with n tuncful laugh "Forget
not that il is the Brunswick sausage
love-not the frankfurter"
John Marais attempted to bury him
self in a two days old newspaper and
to shut out the sound of the cultural
voice. He had no respite, however, un-
til - was reached.
'Juch he the German cried frolic-
somely For some food. hearts treas
ure. | will select for you the bcstr'
Thou wilt bring me something good"
Then she turned 10 Marais
DO we wait long," she asked shyly.
Il believe not" said Marais. "Your
husband will have to be quick"
The buffet is not very far | hope"
she said, leaning out of the window.
why, she turned scarlet face toward
her companion, I'VE are moving already"
"No, no. only shunting," answered Ma
rails reassuringly, but the next instant he
had sprung to his feet and was also at
the window.
'No. by ,Jove," he said, cts the real
thing! We're leavingr'
At first the little bride did not grasp
the situations; she only looked at the fast
vanishing station, but when in the far
perspective she behcld her Fritz rush ont
on the platform, waving what the bride
rightly guessed to be Il sausage and make
a futile dash for the train, then the real
facts of the case dawned on her. and
MaraiS seized her unceremoniously by
the arm.
'St down" he said imperatively. "Do
you want to be killed? You would have
fallen out in another second"
But my husband, my husbandr cried
the poor little bride, almost in Mysteries
He is there-left behind. must ioin
him. | must!''
He will join you at Munich" said Ma
rails. "lle will come on by later train"
The girls tears were flowing fast now,
and John looked at her in helpless dis
may.
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unstrapped the luncheon basket and dis.
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