Daily Arizona silver belt., 1908-10-14

chiefs and energetic fans fought vain- ly against the intolerable heat There, as the clock struck G. hundred pairs of eyes galloped between two centers of interest-the door at which the bride would enter and the raised platform at the other end of the room where. prayer book in hand. In his wide robes and flowing sleeves, Harry Sanderson had just taken his stand. Perhaps more looked at Harry than at the door.
 He seemed his usual magnetic self as he stood there backed by the flow CTS. his waving brown hair unsrOoth cd. the ruby ring glowing duii red against the dark leather of the book he held. But Harry Sanderson was far from feeling the grave. alien figure he appeared. In the past weeks he had waged silent warfare with himself. bitter because repressed. The strange new thing that had sprung up in him he had trampled mercilessly under. From the thought that he loved the promised wife of another a quick. fas- tidious sense in him recoied abashed. This painful struggle had been sharp ened by his sense of Hugh's utter worthlcssness. To that rustling assem- biuge the man who was to make those solemn promises was David Stires' son. who had had his fling. turned over his new leaf becomingly and was now offering substantial hostages to good repute. To him. Harry Sanderson. he was naneur. marginless gambler in the futures of his fathers favor and a woman's heart
 Only moment Harry stood waiting; then the palm screened musicians be- gan the march, and Hugh took his place, animated and assured, looking the flushed and expectant bridegroom. At the same instant the chattering and hubbub ceased. Jessica. on the arm of the old man. erect, but walking feebly with his cane, was advancing down the roped lane.
 Harry's eyes dropped 10 tEe opened book, though he knew the office by heart He spoke the time worn ad- juration with clear enunciation. with almost perfunctory distlnctnesS. He did not look at Hugh.
 If any man can show just cause why they may not lawfully be joined together let him speak or else here after forever hold his peace" In the pause-the slightest pause-that turned the page he felt an insane prompting to tear off his robes. to proclaim to this roomful of heated. gaping. fan futter- ing humanity that he himself, min- ister of fhe gospel. the celebrant of the rite. knew just cause"
 The choking impulse passed The pc .riods rolled on The long white glove was slipped from the hand. the ring put on the finger. and the pair whom God and Harry Sanderson had joined together were kncellng on the white satin pripdieu with bowed heads un- der the final invocation As they knet choir voices rose
 Then. while the music fingered. the hush of the room broke In confused murmur. the white ribbon wOnnd ropes were let down. and a voluhle wave of congratulators swept over the spot In moment more Harry found himself laying of his robes in the next room With a sigh of relief he stepped through the wide French window into the garden. The strain over. he longed for the solitude of his study. But Da- vid Stires had asked him to remain for a final word. since bride and groom were to leave on an early evening train; the old man was to accompany them part of the journey, and the Stires place" was to be closed for an indefinite period.
 (To be Continued.)