Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-12-30
The DinWiddies' < Wedding <, @ Journey. @
By FLORENCE E. BROOKS.
Copyrighted. 1907. by E. c. Parcells.

l TOT Solue tlLue AlSernOn DlnWlQule
 had been an enthusiastic member of
 the Gentlemens Automobile club;
 therefore his friends were not at all surprised with the announcement that
 he intended taking his wedding trip in
 one of these machines. He and his
 bride were to spend three weeks in this way, going where fancy dictated.
 The quiet morning wedding was held at the country home of the bride, and, with the exception of the two families and officiating clergymen, no one was present except Ronald Smith, the groom's chum and almost brother, who was equally addicted to the auto, though not so expert in it's manage ment.
 The wedding service was over, and the moment had arrived for the de- parture of the bridal couple. Every one was out on the driveway to bid them godspeed. The baggage having been sent on ahead the bride was helped to her seat, and her newly made husband was about to take his place beside her when upon putting his hand into his pocket a blank look i overspread his face. Well" he exclaimed, "I came un- comfortably near forgetting my pock- etbook"
 With this he ran into the house, en- | tering the room where he remembered | having placed it while he dressed. It was not there. and whhe he continued the search his bride became restive and began examining the various parts of the auto, when suddenly it started | to move
 Ronald Smith sprang up beside her and frantically attempted to stop the machine. Working with it moment, he was mortified to see it shoot off at full speed.
 The little bride screamed and wildly clutched the back of her seat.
 Strange l can't stop this thing" calculated Smith. There seems to be something about it new to me-
 His repeated efforts were of no avail. and they were now out of sight of the house and gOingtas fast as ever.
 "Oh, Mir. smith. cant you stop it?' walled the poor bride.
 "The most 1 can do is to keep it in the middle of the road, Mrs. Dinwid- die"
 What will Algernon think"
 That you've gone with another though not a handsomer man." he said with a laugh.
 q don't think that was bit nice of you" she pouted.
 q beg your pardon, Mrs. Dinwid- die"
 At the new title she blushed prettily, then said:
 But if you cant stop this horrible machine we shall be killed"
 "Oh, no But sit perfectly still and hold on tightly. There is one comfort, 1t cant go on forever. like the brook, you know" said Smith consolingly.
 They were tearing along like mad. The fence rails at the roadside appear ed almost continuous and the trees confused mass. Smiths hat had blown off. He did not dare to look to the right or to the left. but concen- trated all his energies to the task of keeping to the road.
 The farmers in the fields which they passed gazed after them with open mouthed amaZcment.
 Just then Smith discovered a coming wagon.
 Turn out! Turn out for Gods saker' he roared.
 Thus admonished. the driver of the wagon quickly did as requested. It was a close shave. and the trembling bride drew long breath of relief when they had safely passed. Then she remembered a long, steep hill ahead
 We can never go down that hill it this rate of speed" she exclaimed ex- citedly Turn of. MT. Smith: turn off quickly! Down that road to the left" pointing.
 Where does 1t go?"
 ''Oh. I'm sure I don't know. but any where is better than that hill"
 Smith. who now felt as if his hair were standing on end. carefully guild cd the machine into the left hand road. The speed was so great and the turn so sharp they came within an ace of going over. The road they had en- tered was very narrow indeed. little more than a lane: also it was very rough. The auto went bumpty bump till 1t seemed every moment would be their last.
 Suddenly they both saw the lane end in a large field. Smith shut his lips together firmly when he thought what would have happened had the gate into the field been closed. but he only said:
 wen run in here and go round in a circle till this internal thing runs down. Oh. beg your pardon. Mrs.  Don't mention f." said she quite calmly. The field was rather rough. and they both were too intent-he upon trying to guide the auto and she upon keep Ing her baIance-tO Indulge in extend cd conversation However. by the time they had made the circle of the 5eId dozen times the bride cried:
 '1Oh. am getting dizzy shut your eyes. but hold on tight ly.- Smith answered. 2 "Hi there, What re you 1jits spIIIn' { my clover fer? Stop. say com | nausfef an old farmer from inc fen~e- [