Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-04-21
BIFFS WEDDING.

GU know" she told his mother, ''he'll
fit into the color scheme so beautifully
with that golden hair All he will have
to do is unroll one of the ribbons for the
aisle. Do say yes, Mrs Hunter
All" echoed the mother of Bitf. "All."
She repeated MY dear Miss Farming
ton, that child is quite capable of playing
a sudden game of jump the rope with
your white satin ribbon or using it to
lasso the rector
But he will look so angelic all in
white" persisted the bride be. Those
Russian blouse suits become him so and
he walks so well. | shall count on him
then"
Thus it became necessary for Bifrs
mother to break the news to him of his
impending debut at church wedding.
why should | walk down the aisle?''
he demanded, calmly. do l have to be
married, too? What for? Why?"
BY dint of hard mental labor and the
exercise of maternal patience Bif's
mother made him family comprehend his
part in the scheme OF things. Still, he
was doubtful. At the mention of white
silk stockings he began to regard the
prospect with favor, until i'll her haste
to clinch his consent his mother men
toned as an especially alluring point
that nice, sweet little girl was to be
his companion in that promenade down
the aisle-a little girl he knew, Retta
Kingston.
Bilf showed the white feather instant
ly. Il will not 90 down the aisle with
grill" he prot ted with the stormy
insistence of a 6-year-old. why should
|? Amt | enough Just by myself? l
don't like Retta, anyhow"
More diplomacy on the part of his
mother caused Biff to relent well, any
how" he said with an air of finality, If
| let her walk with me and she doesn't
keep step III punch her face"
He's just as apt as not to do it, too
walled Mrs. Hunter to the bride elect
I'm so worried!;
As the time for the wedding drew
near Biff had smdry attacks of back
sliding. Whenever it was necessary for
him to be fitted with coat or expert
mented on in regard to a proper tie or a
new shoe his stage fright grew severe
and required chocolate creams or similar
soothing applications before it was van
quished. Being a shreWd younoster, Biff
Toward the end he held out strenuouslv.
He didn't want to be 4 page at the we'd
ding and he wasn't going to be. and that
was all there was about it. Chocolate
creams he scorned and stood firm in his
defiance, Even the Establishments of the
bride to-be had no effect on his adaman-
tine young heart
You must. Bif!" his mother said
H.
stage heroines always use at the critical
moment when they add to a great scene
by acting it with repression. "You sim
ply must, now that everything is ar
ranged. Is there anything you particu-
larly want? I'll give it to you if only
you'll be good boy and do as you first
said you would"
Bif considered the prospect with in
ward joy. Il think | would like to 90
to that play Jimmy went to- he finally
announced.
You certainly may 60" promised his
overjoyed mother.
Biff remembered that he must keep up
the attitude of a martyr All right"
he said with gentle sigh I'm do it.
But. please, let's not talk about it any
more"
Regard for Bif's mighty sacrifice of
self led the family to respect his wish.
Also they were afraid he might change
his mind again were the topic brought
to his attention.
The night Of the wedding Biff's mother
suffered from nervousness, for her pride
and Joy had been in particularly impish
mood all day, and his Chief charm, ex-
cept on a public occasion like this, was
his meXpectedness. No human being
could know what the crinkles in Bif's
brain wouI,- lead him to do next And.
whatever it was, it was certain to be
thoroughly done. He might drop the rib
bon half way down the aisle and Chamber
into the pew with his family: he might
drag marbles out of his pocket and have
a game on the chanccl steps: he might
interrupt the rector and converse with
him. Biff's mother had thirteen varieties
OF cold chills as she sat and waited and
smiled in her best society manner as
though she were enjoying herself.
There was portentous strain of mu-
sic and then hush The bridal process
sion started
Could that be Bifr-that angelic faced
child gazing heavenward holding the
ribbon so gracefully. stepping SO easily
HIS mother held her breath in an agony
OF apprehension. Little Retta reached
the end OF the aisle unscathed as to face
and Biff's lips were still closed. High
up on the steps he was posed in his
proper place. Then he turned and sur
veyed the people interestedly, nembar-
rassedly.
Suddenly his mouth opened wide.
wlder-it was yawn. 1t is not given
many people to see such a comprehensive.
yawn. As has been said.
Bill did things thoroughly. 1t really was
a scandalous yawn.
u am only thankful shivered Bif's
mother as the procession came back down
the aisle. that it was no worse. But
heavensi"
Yes. ] had n good time" said RiF