The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1912-05-01

the car waited patiently. But eventu
ally the conductor put his head in and
drawled:
Hay! Here's where you get OF
at"
They fastened to debark and found
themselves in narrow, gaudily-light
ed region where they saw a lordly
transfer-distributor profound schol
ar in Chicago streets. He Informed
them that the minister's street lay
far back along the path they had
come; they should have taken a car
in the opposite direction, transferred
at some remote center, descended at
some unheard-of street, walked three
blocks one way and four another, and
there they would have been.
Mallory looked at his watch, and
Marjorie's hopes dropped like a
wrecked aeroplane, Ior he grimly
asked how long it would take them to
reach the railroad station.
We'll, you'd ought to make it in
forty minutes" the transfer agent
said-and added, cynically, IF the car
makes schedule"
Good Lord, the train starts in
twenty minutes!"
We'll, | tell you-take this. here
green car to Wexford avenoo-there's
usually a taxicab or two standin'
there"
Thank you. Hop on, Marjorie
Marjorie hoped on. and they sat
down, Mallory with eyes and thoughts
on nothing but the watch he kept in
his hand
During this tense journey the girl
perfected her soul with graceful
martyrdom.
IN go to the train with you, har-
ry, and then you can send me home
in a taxicab"
Her neither lip trembled and her
eyes were filmed, but they were brave,
and her voice was so tender that it
wooed his mind from his watch. He
gaZed at her, and found her SO dear,
so devoted and so pitifully exquisite,
that he was almost overcome by an
impulse to gather her into his arms
there and then, Indifferent to the i'm
mediate passengers or to his far-ofr
superiors. An hour ago they
were young lovers in all the Tilt and
thrill of elopement. She had chung to
him in the cleaning OF their taxicab,
as it sped like a genie at their within
to the place where the minister
would unite their hands and raise his
own in blessing. Thence the new
husband would have carried the new
wife away, his very own, soul and
body, duty and beauty. Then, ah,
then in their minds the future was an
honeymoon, the journey
across the continent, stroll along a
lovers lane, the Pacific ocean a gar
den lake, and the Philippines a chain
of Fortunate Isles decreed especially
for their Eden. And then the taxi
cab encountered lamppost. They
thought they had merely wrecked a
motor car-and 10, they had wrecked
a Paradise.
inc iuihOou NSoSSu W NC q iOfSi %
lane and became lingering torment;
the ocean was a weltering Sahara,
and the Philippines a Dry Tortugas
of exile.
Mallory realized for the first time
what heavy burdens he had taken on
with his shoulder straps; what dis
NAL life of restrictions and hardships
an officers life IL bound to be. II was
hard to obey the soulless machinery
Of discipline, to be a brass-buttoned
slave. He felt all the hot, quick re-
sentiment that turns a faithful soldier
into a deserter. But it takes time 70
evolve a deserter, and Mallory had
only twenty minutes. The handouts
and legirons OF discipline hobbled
him. He was only a little cog in,
great clock, and the other wheels
we're impinging on him and revoly-
ing in spite of himself.
In the close-packed seats where
hey were jostled and stared at, the
soldier could not even attempt to ex-
plain to his fascinated bride the war
Of motives in his breast. He could
not voice the passionate rebellion her
beauty had whipped up in his soul.
Perhaps II Romeo and Juliet had been
.-..-4s to say. farewell on a Chicago