The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-10-15


and we're leaving for the West in the MORN
ing"
The excitement did not abate for ten min
utes or so.
And do say something cheerful. DEAR"
pleaded Avice, at parting.
You mad child was always afraid you
might do something like this; but will say
I'm not altogether sure you've acted fool
ishly."
Thank you, you dear old Mutterchen!
and you'll come to us-you shall see how
happy L can be with this-this boy-this
Lochinvar. junior-Pm sure Mrs. Lochinvar
always lived happily ever after"
Mrs, Van Geist kissed them both.
Back to Thirty-seventh street, driver
II shall want you at 7:3O sharp, tomorrow
morning" he said. as they alighted. Twill
you be here, sure?"
Sure, bOss!''
you'll make another one of those If
you're on time"
The driver faced the bill toward the near
est street light and scanned it. Then he
placed 1t tenderly in the lining Of his hat
and said, fervently:
I'll be here, genti'
MY trunks" Avice reminded him.
"And, driver, send an express wagon at z
sharp. Do you understand, now?'
Sure. gent. I'll have it here at Z. and be
here at 7:30."
They went in.
you've sent Briggs off, and I've all that
packing and unpacking to do"
You have a husband who is handy at
those things
They went up to her room where two
trunks yawned open.
Under her directions and with her help he
took out the light summer things and re-
placed them with heavier gowns, stout
shoes, golf capes and caps.
Wen be up on the Bitter Root ranch
this summer, and you'll need heavy things"
he had told her.
Sometimes he packed clumsily, and she
was obliged to do his work over In these in
tervals he Studied with interest the big old
room and her quaint old sampler worked in
colored worsteds that had faded to grays
and dull browns: La Mutt Porte Conseil' y
Grandma Loekermann did it at the con-
vent, ages ago." she told him.
What cautious young thing she must
| have been!"
She leaned against his shoulder.
|
Annekje Van Schoule; left the home in
Hickory street one night, and went far
away. away up beyond Northumberland
twenty-ffth street, somewhere, and then
wrote them about it."
And left the SAMPLER"
'She had her husband-she didn't need
any old sampler after that-Le marriage
porte conseil, aussi. monsieur. And now,
you've married your wife with her wedding
ring, that came from Holland years and
| years ago.
| 1t was after midnight when they began to
pack. When they finished it was nearly L.
She had laid out a dark dress for the jour-
ney, but he insisted that she put it in suit
case, and wear the one she had on.
Il shouldn't know you in any other-and
it's the color of your eyes. 1 want mat
color all over the place.
But we shall be travelling
I'm our own car. That car has been de-
scribed in the public prints as a suite of
palatial apartments with all modern con-
veniences.'
'I forgot"
1--WE shall be going West like the old
'49-ers, seeking adventure and gold.'
did they so in their private cars?"
Some of them went in rolling six-horse
! Concords, and some walked, and some OF
them pushed their baggage across in little
hand-carts. but they had fun at it-and we
shall have to work as hard when we get
| there"
Dear mel And I'm so tired already. feel
| quite done up"
! She threw herself on the wide divan, and
| he fixed pillows under her head.
You boy I'm glad it's all over. Let's rest
| a moment"
He leaned back by her. and drew her head
I'm glad, too. It's the hardest days work
1 ever did. Are you comfor cable? Rest
Its so good, she murmured, nesting on
| Uncle Peter took his honeymoon in a big
wagon drawn by mule team, two hundred
miles over the Placerville and Red Dos
| Trail-over the mountains from California to
| Nevada. But he says he never had so happy
He's an old dear: I'll kiss him-how is IL
you say-'good and plenty Did our Uncle
| Peter elope, too?"
| He chuckled.
| Not exactly. 1t was more like abduction
complicated with assault and battery. Uncle
| Peter is pretty direct in his methods. The
| young lady's family thought she could dc
| better with a bloated capitalist, who owned
| three-eighths of a sawmill. But Uncle Pc
| ter and she thought she couldn't. So Uncle
| Peter had to lick her father and two broth.
| ers before he could get her away. He would
have licked the purse-proud rival, too, but
| the rival ran the SdWIllll lie owned
| three-eighthS of, and barricaded the whole
eight-eighths-the five-eighths that didn't
belong TO him at all, you Understandable
then he threatened through a chinx to shoot
somebody If Uncle Peter didn't go off about
| his business. So Uncle Peter went, not want
| ing any unnecessary trouble. I've Away:
| suspected he was a pretty ready scrappel
in those days, but the poor old fellows get
| ting bit childish now, with all his troubl,
| about losing the money, and the hard tim,
he had in the snow last winter. BY the way
oil I~a%%
but do you like cats?'
81 adore them-aren't kittens the dear
| est?"
| ''Well-youre healthy-and your nos,
doesn't really fall below the specifications
though Ii doesn't promise that you're any
too sensible-but If you can make up for /
by your infatuation for cats, perhaps il will
be all right. OF course / couldn't keep you
you know, if you weren't very fond of cats
because Uncle Peter'd raise row"
She was quite still, and he noted from TIL
change in her soft breathing that she slept
With his free hand he carefully shook out
folded steamer rug and drew il over her.
For an hour he watched her, feeling TIL
arm on which she lay growing numb. He re
viewed the day and the crowded night. III
could do something after all. Among othe
things, now, he would drop a little note Z
Higbee and add the news of his marriag
as a postscript. She was actually his wife
How quickly il had come. His heart wa
full of a great love for her, but he coul,
not quite repress the pride in his achieve
ment-and Shapler had not been sure unit
| he was poOr
He lost consciousness himself for littl
while.
When he awoke the cold light Of the morn