The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-10-01
Copyright, 1911, by II. &. Fly Co
CHAPTER XXI.
Matrimony TO and Fro.

and they were among IOOLlllIS anu
mountains, passing cities Of wildly
picturesque repute, like Cheyenne, and
Laramie, Bowie, and Medicine Bow,
and Bitter Creek, whose very names
imply literature and war whoops, cow
boy yelps, barking revolvers, another
redskin biting the dust, cattle STAN
pedes, town-paintings humorous
lynchings and bronchos in epileptic
frenzy.
But the talk of this train was con-
cerned with none of these wonders,
which the novelists and the maya
Zinist have perhaps a trifie oyerpub-
lished. The talk of this train was con-
cerned with the eighth wonder OF the
world, a semi-detached bridal couple.
Mrs. Whitcomb was eager enough to
voice the sentiment of the whole pop
ulace, when she looked up from her
novel in the observation room and,
nudging Mrs. Temple, drawled: BY
the way, my dear, has that bridal
couple made up it's second nights
quarrel YETI"
"The Mallorys?" Mrs. Temple
flushed as she answered, mercifully.
ooh, yes, they were very friendly
again this morning"
Mrs. Whitcomb's countenance was
cynical: MY dear, I've been married
twice and l ought to know something
about honeymoons, but this honeyless
honeymoon" she cast up her eyes
and her hands in despair.
The women were so concerned about
Mr.. and Mrs" Mallory, that they
hardly noticed the uncomfortable
plight of the Wellingtons, or the curl
Gus behavior of the lady from the
stateroom who seemed to be afraid OF
something and never spoke to any
body. The strange behavior of Anne
Cattle and Ira Lathrop even escaped
much comment, though they were for
ever being stumbled on when anybody
went out to the observation platform
When they were dislodged from there
they sat playing checkers and talking
| very little, but making eyes at one an
other and signing like furnaces.
They had evidently concocted SOM
secret of their own, for Ira, LOOKING
at his watch, murmured sentimental.
| to Anne: "Only a few hours more
| Annie"
And Anne turned geranium-colo
and dropped a handful of checkers. "
don't know how | can face it"
Ira growled like lovesick lion
Jaw, what do you care"
"But ] was never married before
Ira," Anne protested, land on trair
too"
why, all the bridal couples take t
the railroads"
81 should think it would be the las
place they'd CO." said Anne-a sensibl
woman, Anne! Look at the Mallorie
:. how miserable they are"
81 thought they were happy" sal
Ira, whose great virtue it was to pa
little heed to what was none of hi
business.
ooh. ira" cried Anne, 81 hope "
shan't begin to quarrel as soon as W
are married"
CAS- If anybody could quarrel wit
you, Anne" he said.
do you think I'll be so monotonou
as that?" she retorted.
Her spunk delighted him beyon
words. He whispered: Anne, your
so gol-darned sweet if l don't get
chance to kiss you, I'll bust"
why, Ira-we're on the train
"Da-darn the train. Who ev'
heard of a fellow proposing and &c
, ting engaged to girl and not eve
kissing her"
But our engagement is so short"
"Well, I'm not going to marry "
: until l get kiss"
Perhaps innocent old Anne real
, believed this blood-curdling threat.
:, brought her instantly to terms, thous
she blushed: But everybody's
ways looking"
r Come out on the observation pls
p form"
"Oh, Ira, again?"
81 dare YOU"
81 take .you-but" seeing that MI
Whitcomb was trying to overhear, q
whispered: Let's pretend it's t
scenery"
l. So Ira rose, pushed the checke
: aside, and said in an unusually pc
tive tone: "Ah, Miss Cattle, won't y
= have a look at the landscape?"
III "Oh, thank you, Mr.. Lathrop," Sd
Anne, Il just love scenery"
They wandered forth like the Slet
ing Beauty and her princely awake
er, and never dreamed what gigglin
and nudgings and wise head-noddin
went on back of them. Mrs. Wellingt
laughed loudest of all at the love
whose heads had grown gray VIII
their hearts were still SO green.
1t was shortly after this that
Wellingtons themselves came il
prominence in the train life.
! AS the train approached Gre
River, and its copper-basined strea
the engineer began to set the
brakes for the stop. Jimmie Wellil
ton, BODILY half-awake in the SIN
ing room, wanted TO know what
name of the station was. Everyhc
is always eager to oblige a drunk
man, so Ashton and Fosdick tried
get a window open TO look out.
The first one they labored at, Il
III could not bulge after a biceps-bre
ing tug. The second flew up with 81
ease that they went over backwa
Ashton put his head out and
nounced that the approaching de
was labelled Green River" Welli
ton burbled: What a beautiful ma
for a shtation-"