New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1912-05-22
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n Pre,Inature divorce,

CHATTER Nv.
u Premature Divorce.
Suddenly Narjoris's heart gave {
leap Of Joy. She was having another
idea. "I'll tell you. Harry. Well Pre-
tend to quarrel. and then"
AID then you can leave me IN high
dudgeon."
The ruse struck him q tribe m
convincing. Don't you think It looks
kind Of improbable on-on-sucn an
occasion?''
| Marjorie blushed. and lowered her
eyes and her voice: "Can you sug'
gest anything better?"
mo, but"
"Then. we'll have to quarrel. darl.
ing"
He yielded. for lack of better
idea: 'All right. beloved. How shall
we begin?'
| On close approach; the idea did
seem rather impossible to her. How
could ever quarrel with you. my
love?" she cooed.
| He gazed at her with rush OF
lovely tenderness: "And how could l
ever speak GROSSLY to you?"
I'VE never shall have harsh word,
shall WEI" she resolved.
"Never!" he seconded. So tina,
resolution passed the house unani
mously.
| They held hands in luxury a while
then she began again: Still. we must
pretend. You start 1t, love-"
| mo, you start it," he pleaded.
"You ought to-" she beamed. "You
GOt me into this mess"
The word slipped out. Mallory
started: Mess! How is it my fault!
Good Lord, are you going to begin
chucking it up?"
We'll, you must admit, darling
Marjorie urged, that you've bungled
everything pretty badly"
| It was SO undeniable that he could
only groan: And suppose I'll hear
of this till my dying day, dearest"
Marjorie had little temper all her
own. So she defended 1t: IF you are
SO afraid of my temper, love, perhaps
you'd better call it all off before it's
too late"
IT didn't say anything about your
temper, sweetheart" Mallory insisted.
"You did, too, honey. You said I'd
chuck this up till your dying day. AS
If had such a disposition! You can
stay here" She rose to her feet He
pressed her back with decisive mo.
tion, and demanded: Where are you
going?" '-r
up in the baggage car with
Snoozleums," she SMILED. Hes the
only one that doesn't find fault with
me-"
Mallory was stung to action by this
crisis: wait" he said. He leaned
out and motioned down the alley.
Porter! Wait moment, darling.
Porter!"
The porter arrived with half-fold
ed blanket in his hands, and his usual
"Yassah!"
Reckoning him closer, Mallory mum.
bled in low tone: rs there an ex.
ira berth on this carr"
! The porter's eyes seemed to re.
buke his ears. docs you want this
upper made up?'
."No-of course not"
"Ex-excuse me, 1 thought"
Don't you dare to think" Mallory
Numbered. isn't there another low.
er berth?"
The porter breathed hard, and gave
this bridal couple up as riddle that
followed no known rules. He went to
find the sleeping car conductor, and
returned with the Information that
the diagram showed nobody assigned
to number three.
Then I'll take number three" said
Mallory, poking money at the porter.
And still the porter could not under.
stand. .... ...
"Now, femme onderstan' you-all,"
he stammered. Does you both move
over to numba three, or does yo'-yo'
lady remain heah, while Jest you pre-
ambulates?"
Just I preambulate, you black
hound!" Mallory answered, In
threatening tone. The porter could
understand that, at least, and he
bristled away with meek: "Yessah.
Numba three is yours sab"
ITO be Continued)