Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1901-11-16
A HONEYMOON INTERLUDE

/ htIS I3EtIS NHSIl JbIiIl 4udEdlS
had put her bag on the rack, and in
English
! Otherwise Marais would have run the
/ risk of losing his train by getting out
and hunting for another carriage. for he
| had a piCIs horror of honeymooning cou-
pies. Had he not in his many wander
! ngs suffered much at the hands of this
painfully selfish race of human beings?
| Now we are en- route for Munchen,"
observed the bridegroom, with q salts
| fed smile. as he sat down beside his
wife, and. with one arm around her
waist, gazed out in jovial compacency at
the uninteresting stretch of country
which - the order of the day from
Stomach to the Bavarian capital; "and,
after that, Berlin Oh, but what for II
beautiful and in the most sacred corner
of the mind to be treasured wedding jour
ney' are we to have. Still three weeks,
my hearts dearest, and then to Elber-
felde must We return. Will my little
wife, though to her happiness her hus-
band himself dedicates, it not dull find?"
The little bride raised blue, Worship
ing eyes to her husbands beaming coun-
tenance
"At - the train stops. and / 60
to buy refreshments said the Teutonic
husband, laughing cOntentedly. Il have
a hunger, and thou -
Il could eat grass" said the pretty lit
tie wife, with a tuneful laugh. Forget
not that it is the Brunswick sausage |
loye-not the Frankfurter"
John Marais attempted to bury him
self IN two-dayS'-ol newspaper, and to
shut out the sound of the cultural voice
He had no respite, however. until --
was reached.
"Juch-he" the German cried, frolic-
somely for some food, hearts treasure.
l will select for you the besti"
Thou wilt bring me something good"
Then she turned to Marais.
DO we wait lOng?" she asked shyly.
Your husband will have to be quick"
The buffet is not very far, l hope"
she said. leaning out of the window
Why she turned a startled face to.
ward her companion, I'VE are moving
already"
mo, no, only shunting,' answered
Marais, reasSuringly; but the next in
slant he had sprung to his feet and was
also at the window.
mo, by Jove!" he said "it's-it's the
real thing. We're leaving!"
AT first the little bride did not grasp
the situation; she only looked az the fast,
vanishing station, but when in the Iar
Sdl6 ueT II TuSu out
ON to the platform, waving what the
bride rightly guessed to be a sausage.
and make a futile effort to dash after the
train, then the real facts of the case
dawned on her, and Marais seized her
unceremoniousy by the arm.
''Sit down" he said imperativeiy; edo
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 JOIN
him, | mustr'
He will join you at Munich" said
Marais; "he will come ON by later
| train"
The girls tears were flowing fast now,
| and John looked at her in helpless dis
| may.
You must not take it so to heart" he
said, gently. After all, it's only very
slight contretemps isn't it! Your hus-
| band will soon be with you, and then
| YOU will both laugh at this as good
| joke. Come, dry your tears, and allow
me to look after you tall your rightful
| protector comes
| The bride stopped crying. and with lips
| that still quivered endeavored 10 thank
| him. and Marais, anxious to prevent a
| fresh recurrence of emotion, suggested
that they should share his lunch.
| He did not wait for her answer, but
/
! played a tempting array OF dainties he
| fore the little bride, who gradually al
| lowed herself to be coaxed into eating a
foie gras sandwich, then was lured on
to the more solid vlands and finally made
an excellent meal, much to MaraiS' re-
lief.
He succeeded in cheering the little
bride, who forthwith embarked on an
account Of her life She was in the
midst of a description of her future home
at Elbefede when the train painted into
the huge Munich station, and a little
shadow chased the brightness from her
expression as she remembered her desc
late condition.
Il will put you into a cab and see
that you are all right" said Marais, kind
ly, as he helped his companion out. II
expect you will find a telegram from
your husband at the hotel. and"
"Jertha, to think of my seeing you
here! Isn't this fortunate? Such a
chance, and | leave Munich tomorrow,
and am going to India soon, so goodness
knows when we shall meet again. You
dear little thing'-and in lower key
YOU must introduce me to the Herr Ge-
mahl. He doesn't know English. does
he? How very much better looking he
is than his photo | should never have
recognized him."
The speaker was tall graceful Eng
/ W
the prettiest smile as she held out her
hand to Marais, and the latter mechani-
cally took it. He looked at the little
hride-should he or would she explain
the situation?
! And now you must come and have
! supper with me-" continued the stranger.
| happily, without allowing either Of them
to speak. I've the dearest little fiat
here. You won't mind picnicking, will
You? | was so sorry | couldn't come to
the wedding, Jertha. but it was impos-
sihle; | was finishing my picture. Yes.
| it's sold, and the papers have been aw-
| fully kind to me-"
II don't think we caI come to sup
9cr. began Jertha. fevhly; won see,
Oracle. your--your flat is 50 fur from our
| hotel. and"
All. that's unkind" said Oracle, fx-
| ing her beautiful eyes on the Herr Ge-
mahl. Il wish | spoke German but
can,t--only just a few words, or else
II know English, interposed John
Marais. desperately.
'Jertha told me you didn't know a
word answered Oracle. laughing; you