The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-05-03
A Mat(hmaker'S
MiSadventuTe
BY HARRISON It. GRAHAM.


Tut, tut Birdie what is 1t all
about?"
Big George Sampson sat down on
the lounge where he had found his
wee bit of a wife crying In the sofa
pillows and gently lifted her to him.
Isn't the house party success?'
he asked, gently, "or has the cook
gone wrong AGAIN."
viii Cummings is a pigheaded OBJ.
stinate brute, and | hate him." re.
marked the young wife, irrevalently.
And as for Carrie Hepburn. will
never speak to her after this party Is
over"
And she stamped her pretty foot
sDitefully on the rug and jabbed the
tears from her eyes viclously.
"Will Cummings Carrie Hepburn"
repeated Sampson. "Why what
how" and his voice died away in
hopeless bewlderment.
They are perfectly hateful" replied
his wife. Don't you see, you great
goose | got up this party and went
to all the trouble and have endured a
whole week with a house full of peo-
pie when | might have had you all to
myself-and why?'
Bless me If know" replied Samp.
son, running his hand through his
hair. But what has Cummings and
---"
Why II was all to get VIII and
Carrie together aud make a match
don't you see?"
"Oh, ah, UNI" replied Sampson,
more or less lucidly light beginning
to dawn on his befogged intellect.
They were born for each other and
| happen to know that they were much
struck with each .other when they
first met" pursued Mrs. Sampson.
And Carrie was my old chum and
know she was half In love with VIII
and VIII showed every symptom of
having great admiration for her.
And they met but seldom, living in
different towns. And | thought what
Jolly good fun II would be to get them
together for week or ten days under
the same roof and make a match of
It,"
"oh, you conspiratorn laughed
Sampson, indulgently.
Well, ! am so happy myself" re-
piled the little woman blushing land
like my own married life so much that
| thought | would help things along
for Carrie and Will"
Her husband bent and kissed her
You're darling" he whispered.
holding her tight. "Well, what's gone
wrong?"
Everything" she replied, the tears
again starting to her eyes. "That |
hateful viii Cummings will not even
look at Carrie. He flirts with all the |
other girls and goes fishing with the
men, but can't get him into the same |
room with Carrie, excepting at meals,
and then he changes seats with some |
body or talks to somebody on the 9TH |
er side or across the table. And the |
worst of 1t is when by the most pa
uent and deep-laid diplomacy do get |
them together-as | have done sew.
eral times-tben Carrie, the mean
thing, spoils 1t all and freezes up and
drives him away or goes away her.
self. It's too hateful for anything and
cannot understand 1t at ALL"
Perhaps they were not so much
struck with each other as you
thought" remarked Sampson, thought
July.
You hateful thing-don't you think
know pair Of lovers when see
hem?" exclaimed Mrs. Sampson.
vrenching herself loose and flashing
IN indignant glance at her spouse.
Then she fell into his arms with true
inconsistency and cried pitt
ully, "Oh. George, that is Just the
rouble. I've made fool of myself
md I'll never forgive them-never.
leverl"
Come, come" said Sampson, now
thoroughly master of himself and the
ituation. Don't take II so hard.
What of 1t, anyway We've had a
oily week and what does 1t matter to
ou If Cummings and Miss Hepburn
ont happen to fancy each other as
on supposed. The whole COMPOUNDED +,
ot of 'em are not worth the tears you :
"'S Shou 'o-uas' j uli yOuTSelI To-
ether and let's go down to dinner.
his is the last evening, you know.
he party breaks up tomorrow"
Mrs. Sampson went into her room
D so through those motions by which
iomen eradicate the evidences OF
'orry and trouble and wear and tear.
PRESENTLY she emerged looking as '
-esh and serene as though there was I
o house party, no viii Cummings, no |
arrie Hepburn, no upset match-mak- {
lg plans-nothing but happiness and I
lnshine and content '
Her big husband looked at her with a
Iingled wonder and admiration, and {
'gether they went down to greet their v
lends. At the table Sampson noted
n the first time during the week that f
iss Hepburn and Cummings were n
lated next each other Now that he I
ouced it. he remembered that they h
ad been so seated since the PARTY
'nyened. Presently Cummings he. il
IN a series of light passages with Il
ISIS Gray, the big blonde daughter of
Ie Chicago banker, and presently, i'm "
manner half bantering, half gal. @