Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1912-06-28

test, Out seeing that ne was hand
some young man, her starch was in
stantly changed to sugar. And she re.
warded his good looks with smile, as
he rewarded hers with another.
Then Ashton interviewed like a dog
In the manger and dragged her of to
eXclaim:
"Some tamarind, that!"
Another young man behind him
growled: "Cut out the tamarinds and
get to business. Mallory will be here
any minute"
81 hate to think what he'll do to US
when he sees what we've done to
him"
ooh, he won't dare to fight in tho
presence of his little brideywidey. Do
you see the porter in there?
Yes, suppose he objects"
| well, we have the tickets. Wen
claim it's our section till Mallory and
Mrs. Mallory come
| They moved on into the car, where
the porter confronted them. When he
saw that they were loaded with bum
dies of all shapes and sizes. he waved
them away with scorn:
The emigrant sleepa runs only
Tuesdays and Thuzzdays."
FROM behind the first mass Of pack
ages came brisk military answer:
You black hound! About face
forward march! Section number one
The porter retreated down the aisle,
apologizing glibly. "Scuse me for
questioning you, but you-all's baggage
| looked kind O. eccentric at first"
The two young men dumped theiI
| parcels on the seats and began to I'm.
wrap them hastily.
IF Mallory catches us, he'll kill us,
said Lieutenant Shaw. Lieutenant
Hudson only laughed and drew out a
long streamer of white satin ribbon.
Its glimmer, and the glimmering eyes
of the young man excited Mrs. Whit
comb so much that after little hest.
lance she moved forward, followed by
the jealous Ashton.
ooh, what's up?" she ventured. 1T
looks like something bridal
Talk about womanly intuition!"
said Lieutenant Hudson, with an in
gratiating salaam.
And then they explained to her that
their classmate at West Point, being
ordered suddenly to the Philippines,
had arranged to elope with his beloved
Marjorie Newton; had asked them to
get the tickets and check the baggage
while he stopped at minister's to
get splced and hike for Manila by
this train"
Having recounted this plan in the
full belief that it was even at that mo-
ment being carried out successfully,
Lieutenant Hudson, with ghoulish
smile, explained:
Being old friends Of the bride and
groom. we want to fix their section up
in style and make them truly comfort
able"
"Delicious!" gushed Mrs. Whitcomb
But you ought to have some rice and
old Shoes"
Here's the rice" said Hudson.
Here's the old Shoes" said Shaw.
lovely" cried Mrs. Whitcomb, but
though, that they-the young couple
would have preferred stateroom."
"Of course said Hudson, almost
blushing, but it was taken. This was
the best We could do for them"
That's why we want to make 1t
nice and bride.like." said Shaw. Per
haps you could help us-a woman's
touch"
"Oh, I'd love to-" she glowed, has.
tening into the section among the
young men and the bundles. The I'm.
usual stir attracted the porter's sus.
picions. He came forward with look
of authority:
"Scuse me, but wha-what's all
this?"
"Vanish-get out" said Hudson.
poking a coin at him. AS he turned
to obey, Mrs Whitcomb checked him
with: ooh, Porter, could you get US
hammer and some nails"
The porter almost blanched: Good
Lawd, Miss, you amt allowin' to drive
nails in that woodwork, is you?" That
woodwork was to him what the altar
is to the priest.
But Hudson, resorting to heroic
measures, hypnotized him with two.
dollar bill: Here, take this and see
| nothing, hear nothing, say nothing"
The porter caressed it and chuckled:
I'm blind, deaf and speeches." He
turned away, only to come back at
once with timid "Scuse mel"
You here yet?" erowled Hudson.
Anxiously the porter pleaded: Il
just want to asst one question. Is you
all fixin' up for bridal coupler
Foolish question, number eight
million, forty-three," said Shaw. IAN.
swer, no, we are"
The porter's face glistened like
fresh stove polish as he gloated over
the prospect. Il tell you, it'll be mahty
refreshin' to have bridal couple on
bode! This dog-on Reno train don't
carry nothin' much but divorces. I'm
just nachally hongry for bridal cou.
pie"
"Brile coup-hic-le?" came voice,
like an echo that had somehow be.
come intoxicated in transit. 1t was
Little Jimmie Wellington looking for
more sympathy. 'Whass zis about
brile coupler"
why, here's Little Buttercup!"
sang out young Hudson, looking at
him in amazed amusement.
Did ! un'stan' somebody say you're
preparing for brile couple"
Lieutenant Shaw grinned. II don't
know what you understood, but that's