The Wenatchee daily world. [volume] (Wenatchee, Wash.) 1905-1971, 1905-07-24
In the Maid of
Honor's Carria&e

banged the door shut and settled him.
self comfortably with sigh Of relief.
Opposite him sat pensive young
woman In a bewildering gown Of
fluffy white. The young man removed
his high hat and mopped his perspir-
ing brow. He adjusted his tie and
brushed the dust from his coat sleeve
The carriage ratified briskly over the
pavements. Outside the early afternoon
sunshine flooded the streets with a
mellow glow.
"Well," said the young man
Strengthening himself and smiling at
the girl, another good man gone
wrong. Every time l assist at the
weddings OF these reckless youths
feel somehow like an executioner.'
Were getting to be arch conspir-
ators in the wedding line, aren't We"
the girl laughed. 1T seems of late
that we are thrown together at every
one"
Lets see," he unused; this is the
third so far this month. We're ac-
cumulating a great weight Of respon-
sibility."
"All my friends seem to be going in
for matrimony," she said.
Mine, too" he returned cheerfully.
"Eymen is an indiscriminate old bur-
glar. He gobbles 'em right and left.
And when a mans married he's as
good as lost to his friends-at first" he
added.
"But they all come back to the club
and-aud the old life, don't they" she
said testify.
"Most of them," he admitted.
'That's the man Of it," she said.
Marriage is a lottery" he said,
lacking momentarily a more original
observation.
pheasant the snaffles of courtship,
improving the manners and carriage
she quoted.
"'But the colt who is wise will re-
frain from the terrible thorn bit of mar
riage,'" he finished.
"There seems to be a great many
colts lacking WISDOM" she remarked.
"And lots more willing to lack that
commodity" he laughed.
Doesn't wedding ever impress you
as rather pathetic?" she asked.
always" he replied. "Often heart
rending."
"Well, mine shan't be-" she said. at
shall be very, very cheerful"
That's the kind l should prefer for
myself" he acquiesced.
1.-The service should be short" she
said.
Gust long enough to be legal" he
agreed cheerfully.
"And it would bn very quiet at
| fair-iust a few friends, the cheerful
kind, not the weepy sort
Second the notion" said he.
She looked up quickly, then turned
her eyes and watched the hurrying
crowds on the sidewalks.
"At high noon and at the house." she
unused. THE church is too big and
gloomy and solemn. Surely at the
house, And for decorations few sim
pie Orchids
"Its amazing how you voice my SEN
timents," said he.
The carriage swung around a corner
and entered a more quiet street. The
young man flicked an imaginary bit OF
dust from his coat.
"That would be wedding" he said
YOU'D have an orchestra behind some
palms on the broad stairs, wouldn't
you?"
Eyes: a string orchestra" she re-
turned.
"Of course, of course-a string orches-
tra," said he.
"And jolly informal wedding break
fast and punch" she went on.
"That's the idear' he said approx
ingly.
"And every one who wept should be
fined So" she said.
"Make it S1O," he suggested, "or thir-
ty days in the house of correction. The
crime would warrant It."
She laughed gayly.
cit wouldn't be a somber affair, I'll
warrant you," she asserted.
"I'll bet it wouldn't" he said enthu-
siastically.
He mopped his brow nervously and
looked covertly at the girl opposite him.
Her eyes were still turned from him.
'I'd like to try wedding or that
sort" he said.
''There wouldn't be any ushers,' she
remarked pointedly.
Certainly not" he said. Il fully
realize that I'd like to try 1t aS-as
bridegroom"
"Why don't your she asked family.
"Well, would If were sure of the
girl" he said. "You see"- He paused.
"T'm afraid l don't see," she said
laughingly.
"You see, there's only one girl !