Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1904-09-07
A QUIET AFT AIR.
BY ". PETIT R:p1E
Observation-Disclosures

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Call this pen?" the curate init
mated, with polite nod CT the head,
an affirmative reply. Il know what
l should call it," growled the young
man, .'if any enc asked me, and if
l wasn't in a church.
The bridemaid, turning to the other
people in the vestry, told each of
them separately, and then told them
all collectively, that Harold was I'M
doubted1y nervous. Such lark"
said the bridemaid, gleefully, ito see
chap like that"
Don't lets look at him." urged the
bride.
We'll, you needn't talk" protested
the bridegroom, you've been and
spelt your. wrong. What's the idea,
when your name is Trixie, of going
and spelling 1t with B? ate all
this chopin and changin'."
Some one" said the bride, helpless
", explain 1t to him; I 'aver't got the
patience. I'd no idea that was mar
rying born idiot. How much longer
are we going to hang about this
place? Mother, you'd better Jury
'ome first; you can't trust that woman
next door. Mabel, is my white stror
still on straight? Aunt Julia, what
ever are you crying your eyes out
for?"
Takes me back, my dear" sobbed
the aunt, borrowing the bridegroom's
handkerchief Being in church seems
to freshen it all up in me mind again.
Don't seem longer ago than yester-
day that was silly enough to get
married meself."
Outside the church sudden
screaming of girls voices. The bride
frowned and drew back; the bride
maid urged her to be man and face
1t out.
STEADY on, you there, with them
paper bags" called out the bride
groom, threateningly. I'm as fond
of joke as any one, but this"
The aproned, bareheaded girls gave
more or less correct limitations of his
voice and manner. Ere, constable
sergeant, mean-move em along"
The young policeman looked at the
group of excited young women, ap-
peared to remember an official engage
ment of a more urgent nature, and
stepped away with unusual show of
hurry. "Trixie, my GEL" said the
bridegroom, I'VE shall ave TO make
a bolt for it. When say three
They started
"Gfve It to 'em!
Bang it well in their faces! Spec
tally him."
calm straight! Ketch him fair on
the dali"
Follow 'em up! Chase 'em!"
The bridegroom showed a very
proper desire to protect his young
wife, and lugged her down the narrow
path into Church street; lodged into
an open doorway; and the crowd OF
girls, not suspecting SO much strategy,
were led at a mad run by fiery.
haired young woman down past Pen.
der street. Everybody out of doors
and every window up; sight of the
couple in distress giving extravagani
Joy to matrons-thankful, moreover
for any reason giving excuse for neg
lecting domestic duties. These shout
ed advice to the pursuers, but the
red-haired girl, being of those who dc
not accept counsel, and finding the
scent had been lost, lost her head
also, and rushed about in an inco
herent way, screaming orders Of a
contradictory nature, and finally, al
the warning Of bell, having to or
der retreat.
The result of time, care and though
given to the preparation of the from
room was being viewed by curious
line of children drawn up on the curl
OF the pavement, for whose benefi
the muslin curtains had been loopet
we'll back with pale blue sashes; the
brids's mother was borrowing one
more tumblers from next door but
one. Fender street peered from win
dows opposite in furtive or an oper
way, according to the taste and dis
erection of the neighbor. Now AMI
again children were urged to come in
and not to spy; but the children de
tected an unconvincing note in the or
der, and gave it no attention.
II shall be able to do with bit o
grub" remarked the young man a
the doorway, after all this. Who
been and pindned my handkerchief?
Girls must ave their fling" sal
the aunt.
Calls themselves ladies, s'pose
Nice factory you work in, Trixie."
They're as good as you are, 'Ar
DID," rejoined his wife, ANY day o
the week."
"Then I'm not up to much. Di
you think to mention to your mothe
that / was partial to cold 'am?"
Find out!" she replied, myster
ously.
"If it's cold boiled beef shan't S
much as look at it. If its What?
The voice of the bridegroom from tn
door of the front room took me-
note of satisfaction. Don't tell m
it's cold roast towel? If there's on
thing / can eat more of than anothe
it is cold roast towel"
Children ran swiftly home to p'
rents to give this information, an
were upbraided for superfuous yea
all the details of the meal had bee
known to Fender street for days pas
More to the purpose was the sigl
of the young man, out with no hi
and with one arm up apprcnensivel
as though fearful of being petite
again, in his hand white jug. "Or
would have thought" said woma
out Of asfirst-foor window to anotht
below, shat she'd have got that
beforehand. Why, when l was ma
ried my poor mother had In a fol
and 'alf gallon cask. Wonder wher