The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1904-08-26
IF it's cold boiled beef I shan.t 90

much as look at it. II It's What?"
The voice Of the bridegroom from the
door Of the front room took a new
note Of satisfaction. Don't tell me
it's cold roast towel? II there's one
thing I can eat more Of than another,
it is cold roast towel"
Children ran swiftly home to pa
rents to give this Information. and
were upbraided for superfuous zeal;
all the details of the meal had been
known to Pendsr street for days past.
More to the purpose was the sight
of the young man. out with no hat
and with. one arm up appr-nensively
as though fearful Of being pelted
again, in his hand white jug. zone
would have thought" said woman
out of a first-floor window to another
below, that she'd have got that In
beforehand. Why, when was mar
ried my poor mother had in four
and 'alf gallon cask. Wonder whe;n-
er she gave him the money to pay
for it?" The bride, on the BRIDE
groom's return, thoughtfully placed
herself well in view at the top of the
table, so that the elaborate dressing
Of her hair could be seen, an object
lesson to all. The children reported
that the young man at the other end
had taken off his coat. The mother
was on the left, the aunt and the
bridemaid on the right. The aunt was
in tears again, and saying that if she
could not have a wing she would take
nothing.
Rings Of smoke came presently
from the open window, and the chill
dren, giving up for the moment the
difficult work Of picking up confetti
from the dusty pavement, became
special correspondents again, and
communicated the fact that the young
chap had. stuck cigar in his face.
Fender street approved Of this as be-
ing proper. appropriate, and a gentle
manly act. Fender street, having as
certained at what hour the Thursday
afternoon excursion started, went out
and made its way. without fuss and
in detachmenrs, in the direction of
the station. There, to evade special
notice, they stood about at various
corners, affecting to have no particu-
lar business in hand, trying the auto
matte machines. reading out advertise
ments of the Last Trip of the Season:
arms covered with aprons, and look
of innocence on their faces, giving
something like curtsey which failed
to propitiate stern young porter at
the open doors Of the station. He
looked at them doubtfully.
"Going by train?"
mot while we can walk" answered
the ladies'.
what you ere for. then?"
ITO look at you'll"
You're funny. aren't you?" remark
ed the stern young porter. nettled.
mot SO funny as your face" said
the ladies'. They whirled round sud
denly. Look out!"
The two young people walked up,
brushing confetti from each others
clothes, on good-humored terms with
each other. and now and again ex-
changing kisses. Seeing the crowd,
they detached themselves, turned,
and seemed inclined to fly back to
the female relatives. who had follow
ed at tactful interval, and now hast
ened up to support. The aunt catch
ing the bridegroom's arm, begged, be-
tween her sobs, that he would do
nothing calculated to give the family
a bad name. He managed to olsen
gage himself. and, collecting his
thoughts. whispered an instruction
Right you are, 'Arold, DEAR" said
the bride. I'll do whatever you tell
me-"
Fixed his bowler hat well on,
turned up his coat collar and rushed
in at one entrance to the booking
office. AS Fender street, screaming
turbulently. closed in after him the
young wife lodged across behind a
tramway car and came in quickly by
the other doorway. A shrill, pro-
longed chorus of farewells and last
volley Of pebbles. rice, sticks, any
thing. followed them as they hurried
down the steps to the platform.
There. WE'LL" sighed one of the wo-
men as the crowd went of with the
satisfied air of those who have per-
formed a public duty. "They can't
never complain that their weddin'
wasn't took no notice of!"-London
Daily Mail.