The times and democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, 1911-07-08
"A FAMILY AFFAIR"
WILL NJ. MAUPIN's BIGGEST BOY
GETS MARRIED.
The Busy Editor Moralizes Some
what About 1t In His Department

OF The Comnoner.
Will M. Maupin tells about the
marriage of His Biggest Boy as fol-
lows in the Coromoner:
Married, at the home of the brides
mother, on Saturday, Mr. Louis
Blaine Maupin and Miss Ruth Rosa.
Immediately after the ceremony the
bridal couple took the train for
Baggs, Wyo., where the groom has
groom has already prepared the home
already prepared the home nest and
where they will reside in future.
Just % years ago next November
he, who is now the biggest boy, u
made his appearance in little cot
tage in Fairfield, Neb. 1t doesn't
seem that long to the Architect-tha,
| is, not until he takes a surreptitious
peep into the glass and sees a lot
of grey hairs and a network of wrin-
kles.
The Architect has had about as
many experiences as the average man.
but this is the first time he stood
around and saw one of his own chill
dren "jump the broomstick." It's q
peculiar sensation, isn't it, you gray.
haired boys and girls who have chill
rem and grandchildren of your own?
Now, if the biggest boy" has cap.
tured as big a prize as his dad cap
tured when he trapped the Little Wo'
man-and I believe he has-he is go.
ing to discover mighty quick that he
hasn't been living up to date-jus'
merely existing. %--
How I could write into words the
feelings that swept across my heart
when saw the Biggest Boy stand ur
and vow to love and cherish the
charming girl who had given into his
keeping her future life. A flood o1
memories swept over me.
saw in my minds eye little cot
tage away back there in 'SS; re-
called the Joy that swept over me
when 1 heard the first wailing cry;
I saw him develop from infancy into
sturdy boyhood and from sturdy boy
hood into stalwart youth.
1 recall the fishing trips we have
had together, the many days wher
we roamed the woods more like
boys than father and son. I recalled
| one anxious night when two OF us
watched over his bed, fearing every
minute that the angel of death would
touch him, and remember how those
watchers knelt down while the Little
Woman voiced the thanks of both Of
us that he had been spared.
tell you, father can think Of
a wonderful lot of things during the
few minutes that it takes a pastor
to marry the Biggest Boy to the girl
of his choice.
Well, the Biggest Boy has whoie
lot more to start married life on than
his Dad had. Dad didn't have enough
money to flag a bread wagon, and
ne happened just at that time to be
out of a job. But this situation did
not freaze him or the Little Woman
Not a bit of it. Wasn't the world an
oyster ready for an opening. Sure!
And if that oyster hasn't yet open
ed to the limit at least it has opened
up enough to keep things going at 8
fairly satisfactory rate. And while
there are some hours and some days
of those vanished years we wouldn't
like to live over again, we wouldn't
sell for much gold the memory Of a
single one of them.
It hasn't been all sunshine by any
means. Some Of the days were woe
fully cloudy. A couple of little
mounds in Gods acre testify to that
But we have the sweet memory OF
the two little ones who were with us
! for a while.
Well, we'll! Here we are, maun.
dering away about something that in.
terests no one but ourselves. But
when mans biggest Boy gets mar
ried, and he happens to be the rlrst
of the flock to do it, that man is
quite likely to want to tell all about
it.