Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1902-08-07
HIS POST-NUpTIAL
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0IX7ELL," she said gayly, as she
WV stretched one hand toward

ssIX7ELL," she said, gayly, as she
wv stretched one hand toward
him, while in the other she still held
his card, "what genuine surprise! I
thought you were honeymooning in
the hills. Congratulations! But why
haven't you brought your bride? And
why didn't you send me cards? But
you always were careless boy!"
He held her hand minute, search
ing her face for some sign of chagrin.
But mocking smile was all that
greeted him.
'.There weren't any cards." he said,
somewhat hurriedly; II was in town,
and supposed you'd see me now that
it is all over with. Besides you know
it happened without"
"Cards?"
preparation. The fact is, hadn't
intended -hadn't-but it's all over
now! How are you?y You look just
the same, ,Betty!" ISL
''Why it's only a year slnce-but sit
down! Won't you have some tea? Do!
But how nice of you to call! And only
three days married! Then you didn't
go away, as the papers said?"
"No; we took train for town, in
tending to 60 to the Berkshires next
day. But she-that is, Mrs. Brown,
you know-had never been to the Wal
dorf, and she found it so absorbing
that 1 haven't been able to tear her
away"
"Just fancy!, You take two Jumps.
don't you? 1t seems so odd! You see,
I've never met ybody that knew her.
She's lived off there in the country,
hasn't she? Is she.pretty?"
i ''She's a dear little, girl, Beauty
Betty, mean. Ha, ha! wasn't quite
sure you'd see me at first. But it was
little bit dull this morning, and l
said to myself: I'll chance it! Betty
was always a good sort. and now that
everything sended-why-' Thanks"
"Is she pretty?" ~
''She's a blonde, you know. Yes,
I never liked blondes, but she is quite
fair. Not dark at all-not a bit like
you'll" ;si,a. &. .f +
,i"No-blondes usually aren't dark,
are they? What did you say her name
was p. !, 4 81.
Harriet"
Y ''Oh, dear me! But, of course, you
have some pet name? You were al
ways very clever at improyising."
"No, / just call her Harrie-she pre-
,fers it. And she-she calls me
Charles" as s.sa az e
y. "Ha, ha, ha, ha! Oh, Club! Not
reaily?" s.aa~
"Yes-she's dignifed sort Of girl -
serious, high church, and all that! A
dear girl! We'd known each other
sinre we were kids. Why, knew her,
Be4uty, before I met you'll"
eyes? You never told me-"
swell, you see I never thought of
her except as the little girl next door.
And then-well, you know, Betty, l
never thought of anyone but you
then" s ... .s
She fingered his card nervously,
thinking, tapping the bit of pasteboard
against her rings. Her tea was untast-
ed. He drank his feverishly.
II suppose she said, 81 hope those
letters of mine-they-they-they
ave" #". >t -..a'-.
Il burned them-the night before
before it happened" .
"Oh!"
sit was queer. I knew / was going
to be married next day, but I read
some of them over, and over and over
again! 1t was like opening grave. 1t
began to hurt. ! had to stop and dump
them alrin the fire." ,".-.,.s #
"Best place for them, Club! It was
all dream" "" "...
''Ah-h-h!" "
'i eve should have been dreadfully un-
happy!" .,, o..
, unhappy a.@
"Yes-you were jealous-and flared
up" .1
"And you hirted-" ag RI
s1Ea, ha! You fancied So"
."Ah-don't talk like that now, Betty
It's not necessary. You cared nc
more for me than"
81 cared for no one else in the
2 world That's all! But what's the use
of all this, Club? I haven't seen you
for more than a year-then read OF
your marriage, then-your card comes
.up-three days after. And instead Of
telling me of the perfections of you,
( bride, you begin to quarrel with me
lust like old times. Now tell me al
about it! Is she nice? But, Of course
she is. Youwer always so particular!
No other sort of girl would attract
you"
'sYou don't observation-disclosures
er-I mean Betty. Harriet didn't at
tract me in tina: way. You see. wheI