The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1908-05-30

co.iiions. Why. It was just ike mar
ry1ng some one who had lived ID your
own family ALWAYS.
ana now they're bored to death
VIII eacn other. They had . honey
h. icon e Monte Carlo. where they hnd
Scnes yacht. and they came back to
.nc same old round of teas and din
ners ana dances. There was no ro-
nance in that
the man shook his heau.
But Harriet, one of our parior
maids, married q miner way out west
-sne met him by answering an ad-
vertisement In a matrimonial paper.
he came east after her and she wrote
marie that they were awfully happy.
He had never beaten her once,
the man hung back his head and
iaughed-and the girl laughed with
him. Then suddenly she clutched his
you've passed the Dalton turnpike
and must be at Stoneywold for
lunch.'
1--WE are not going to Dalton" said
the man calmly. I've been out this
way before. Just two miles beyond
we will cross the state line"
"But why-oh. I must 60 on TO
Stoneywold-"
The man ignored the remark,
AND across the state line. under
stand, there is no need Of q license
o0io l1i0 81Il, VCIy 6OIIlys anu
the great car stopped beneath the arch
| Of freshly-leaved trees
He flung aside his heavy driving
gloves and took the delicate, sensitive
face Of the girl between his two hands.
viii you-dearest?"
Her eyes stopped dancing and turn
ed wondrous tender.
"oh. I hoped you'd understanding
did not dream"
Twill you-dearest? persisted the
| man.
She lowered her long lashes over the
eyes into which he tried so hard to
gaze. Later she murmured from the
shelter Of his arms: But want to
tell you the truth, Lester. I never
loved you till just this minute. And I
had made up my mind that II you did
| not understand, I would just
| He threw on the power.
Let us get across the line-quick-
before you change your mind again.
| in the til district, plucked at his
beard and regarded the couple doubt
fully
"I'd like t. oblige you, but this amt
no Gretna Green-an'-wel1l don't
! mind tellin' you that the girl looks I'M
| der age
IT am twenty"
mot castin' no reflections, ma'am,
but I'd like some proof
other, then the girls troubled glance
| Travelled to the table and a smile
frightened her face.
'Tsn't that proof enough thar my
family are willing?"
She held the paper toward the JUS
tice with the face of girr, peerine
straight from the printed page.
The justice looked from the picture
| to the girl and his face alternately
| flushed and paled.
"Gosh all hemlocks, you're Banker
Clafin's girl-and he-he's@
"Yes,'' said the girl, her eyes dane
need, he's very nice in spite of the
fact" she added, as Justice of the
Peace Manning continued to stare in
credulously at the mans slim figure ir
! its disreputable motoring apparel.
"You wait a bit; I'll be right back,
said the justice, with sudden accession
| of spirit, and he started for the door
| The girl and man sprang after him
| "You are not going 20 telephone
to town-to those wretched reporters
Please, please, let us be married quit
| alone with just some of your fami1.
for witnesses" cried the girl.
| Eyes," added the man, nervousfy
We've just run away from all tina
| sort of thing. Piff1e, don't you know
Please, let us get away quietly. Dom
telephone, beg of you"
Telephone nothing" exclaimed tn
justice. heartily. I'm just goin' to pu
on INV Sunday suit. Never expect {
marry a millionaire's girl and a lor
again in my time. "-(Copyrighted
1908, by Associated Literary Press.)
Chicken Butter.