The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1912-05-03

"I'll think IL over" said Wellington
rising with resolution.
Don't forget us. Baumann and
Blumen. Satisfaction guaranteed or
your wife refunded. Avoid substi-
toots." And then, seeing that he could
not extract any cash from Little Jim
ME. Mr. Baumann descended upon
Mallory, who was just finishing his
shave. Laying his hand on Mallory's q
arm, he began:
"Excoose. pleass Can fit you out
Wit nice divorce?"
divorce? - me! - that's good
laughed Mallory at the vision OF It.
Then sudden idea struck him. IL
took no great genius to see that Mr..
Baumann was not a clergyman. but
there were other marriers to be had.
"You don't perform marriages, do
you?" he asked
Mr.. Baumann drew himself up:
who says don't? Amt justice
of the peaces?"
Mallory put out his hand in well
come: then a new anxiety chilled
him. He had a license for Chicago.
but Chicago was far away: "Do L
need a license in Nevada?"
why shouldn't you?" said Mr.. Bau-
mann. Don't all sorts of things got
to have a license in Nevada, saloons,
husbands, dogs"
"How could I get one?" Mallory
asked as he went on dressing.
"Ain't I got a few Wit me? DO you
want to get nice re-marriage IL
cense?'
"Re-marriage ?-huh!" he looked
round, and seeing that no one else
was near: Il haven't taken the first
step yet
Mr.. Baumann laved his hands in
one another: "A betchelor? All, | see
you want to marry a nice diyorcee
lady in R-rreno?'
"She isn't in Reno and she has
never been married, either"
This simple statement seemed 70
astound Mr. Baumann:
"a betcheler marry maiden!--in
Reno!-oi, OIL oi! 1t hasn't been
done yet, but it might be-
Mallory looked him over and
twinge of distaste disturbed him:
You furnish the license, but-er-ah
is there any chance Of a clergyman
"a Christian clergyman-being at the
station?"
IVY do you want 1t cloigyman?
Can't l do it just as good? Or nice
fat alderman I can get your"
Mallory pondered: Il don't think
she'd like anything but a clergyman"
"Vel," Baumann confessed, "a lady
is liable to be particular about her
foist marriage. Anyway l sell you do
license
"All right"
Mr.. Baumann whipped out a port |
folio full of documents. and as he |
searched them, philosophical "A |
man ought always to carry good mar
riage license. 1t might be he should |
need it in a hurry" He took a large |
iron seal from his side-pocket and |
stamped the paper and then, with |
fountain pen poised, pleaded: wat is |
the names, pleass?'
Not so loud" Mallory whispered. |
Baumann put his finger to his nose, /
wisely: Il see, 1t is a confidential
marriage Sit down once"
When he had asked Mallory the
necessary questions and taken his fee, |
he passed over the document by |
which the sovereign state of Nevada |
graciously permitted two souls to be
made more or less one in the eyes OF
the law.
Here you are said Mr.. Baumann
"Vit dat you can get married anyyere
in Nevada"
Mallory realized that Nevada would
be a thing of the past in a few hours
more and he asked:
Its no good in Californian
"Himmel, no. In California you bet
gotta go and be examined"
Examined" Mallory gasped, in
dire alarm.
"Vit questions, poissonally" Mr..
Baumann fastened to explain,
"Oh!"
"In Nevada" Baumann insinuated,
still hopeful, Il could mary you my
right here"
Gould you marry us in this smok-
Ing room?"
"In cattle car, If you want it."
IT'S not bad idea" said Mallory.
"Ill let you know"
Seeing Marjorie coming down tina
aisle, he fastened to her, and hugged
her good-moning with a new conn-
dence.
Dr. and Mrs. Temple, who had re-
turned to their berth, witnessed this
greeting with amazement After the
quarrel of the night before surely
some explanation should have been
overheard, but the puzzling MalIorys
few to each others arms without
moments delay. The mystery was ex-
citing the passengers to such point
that they were vowing to ask a few
questions point blank Nobody had
quite cared to approach either OF
them, but frank curiosity was prefer.
hi. tn pnruOra prczfrotiop and