The Prescott daily news., 1912-04-10

Here's the rice" said Hudson.
 Here's the old shoes," said Shaw.
 Lovely" cried Mrs. Whitcomb, but then she grew soberer. q should think, 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 it 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 un- 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 coin at him. As ke turned to obey, Mrs. Whitcomb checked him with: "Oh, Porter, could you get us a hammer and some nails?"
 The porter almost blanched; Good Lawd, Miss, you ain't 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 a two dollar bill: Here, take this and see nothing, hear nothing, say nothing" The porter caressed it and chuckled: I'm blind, deaf and speechless." He turned away, only to come back at once with timid '"Scuse mel"
 You here yet?" growled Hudson.
 AnXiously the porter pleaded: q just want to ast one question. Is you all tiXi1' up for bridal couple?"
 Foolish question, number eight million, forty-three," said Shaw. An swer, no, we are"
 The porter's face glistened like fresh stove polish as he gloated over the prospect. T tell you, it'll be mahty refreshin' to have a bridal couple on bode! This dog-on Reno train don't carry nothin' much but divOrcees. I'm just nachally hongry for a bridal cou- pie"
 ''Brile coup-hic-le?" came a voice, like an echo that had somehow be come intoxicated in transit. It was Little Jimmie Wellington looking for more sympathy. "Whass zis about brile couple?"
 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 coupl'?"
 Lieutenant Shaw grinned. q don't know what you understood, but that's what we're doing"
 Immediately Wellington's great face began to churn and work like big eddy in a river. Suddenly he was weeping. Excuse these tears, zhent- tlemen, but I once-I was once a b-b-bride myself"
 He looks like a whole wedding par ty," was Ashton's only comment on the copious grief. It was poor Yelling tons fate to hunt as yainly for sym pathy as Diogenes for honesty. The decorators either ignored him or shunted him aside. They were inter- ested in strange contrivance of rib bOns and box that Shaw produced
 That" Hudson explained, lis a lit tie rice trap. We hang that up there and when the bridal couple sit down Diff! shower of rice all over them. It's bad, eh?"
 Everybody agreed that it was a happy thought, and even Jimmie Vel lington, like great baby, bounding from tears to laughter on the instant, was chortling: "A rishe trap? That's abslootly splendid-greates invensh' modern times. I must stick around and see her when she flops" And then he lurched forward like a too obliging elephant. Let me help you"
 Mrs. Whitcomb, who had now mounted step ladder and poised her self as gracefully as possible, shrieked with alarm, as she saw Wellington's bulk rolling toward her frail support.
 If Hudson and Shaw had not been football veterans at West Point and had not known just what to do when the center rush comes bucking the line, they could never have blocked that flying wedge. But they checked him and impelled him backward Sally" he said. i've been travelling through life on a half-fare ticket. Now Pm going to have my little fling. And you brace up, too, and be the old mis- chievous Sally used to know. Aren't you glad to be away from those sew -~~. -------' ----- ---- -- --'~ -----