Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1912-06-06

AA4-EHI dAN al CAN g b1AcAC AS chA
approach anybody else on that sub
iect.
Nebraska would have been a nice
long state for a honeymoon, but its
four h~undred-odd miles were a dreary
length for the couple SO near and yet
so far. The railroad clinging to the
~meandering Platte made the way far
longer, and Mallory and Marjorie left
like Pyramus and Thisbe wandering
along an eternal wall, through which
they could see, but n reach, one
another.
They dined together as dolefully as
If they had been married for forty
years. Then the slow twilight soaked
them in its melancholy. The porter
lighted up the car, and the angels
lighed up the stars, but nothing light
ed up their hopes.
We've got to quarrel again, my be
loved" Mallory groaned TO Marjorie.
Somehow they were too dreary even
to nag one another with an outburst
for the benefit of the eager-eyed pas
sengers.
A little excitement bestirred them
as they realized that they were con-
fronted with another night-robeless
night and a morrow without change Of
gear.
What a pity that We left our things
in the taxicab," Marjorie sighed. And
this time she said, I'VE left them" in
stead Of you left them" It was very
gracious of her, but Mallory did not
acknowledge the courtesy. Instead he
gave a start and a gasp;
Good Lord, Marjorie, we never
paid the second taxicab!"
Great heavens, how shall we ever
pay him? He's been waiting there
tw%onty-four hours. How much do you
suppose we owe him."
About a year of my pay, l guess"
"Ycu must send him a telegram of
apology and ask him to read his
meter, He was such a nice man-the
kindest eyes-for a chauffeur"
"But how a I telegraph him? I
don't know his name, or his number,
or his company, or anything"
TITS too bad He'll go through life
hating us and thinking we cheated
him"
We'll, he doesn't know our names
either"
And then they forgot him temporari-
ly for the more immediate need Of
clothes. All the passengers knew that
they had left behind what baggage
they had not sem ahead. and much
sympathy had been expressed. But
most people would rather give you
their sympathy than lend you their
clothes. Mallory did not mind the
men, but Marjorie dreaded the WON,
en-. She was afraid of all Of them but
Mrs. Temple.
She threw herself on the little lady's
mercy and was asked to help herself.
She borrowed a nightgown of extraor-
binary simplicity, a shirt waist of an
ancient mode, and a number OF other
things.
If there had been anyone there to
see she would have made a most ana.
chronistic bride.
Mallory ~canvassed the men and OBJ.
tanned a s%hockingly purple shirt from
Wedgewoo1, who meant to put him at
his ease, but somehow failed when he
said in answer to Mallory's thanks:
God bless my soul, old top, DON,
you think OF thanking NE. ! ought to
thank you, YcG see, the idiot wlr
makes my shirts, made that by mis-
take, and I'd be no end grateful j
you'd Jolly well take the loathsom'
a thing of my hands. mean to say
I shouldn't dream Of being seen in i
myself. You quite understand, don
you?"
/ Ashton contributed a maroon afro
city in hosiery, with equal tact:
, IF they fit you, keep EN-. l go
, stung on that batch of socks. Tha
pair was originally lavender, but the,
washed like that. Keep EN-. ! Wouldn'
be found dead in en-
The mysterious Fosdick, who live,
a lonely life in the Observation ca
and slept in the other sleeper, len
Mallory a pair of pyjamas EVIDENT
I intended for a bridegroom OF romanti
/. disposition. Mallory blushed as he az
cepted them and when he found hin
self In them, he whisked out the ligh'
Y he was 80 ashamed Of himself.
Once more the whole a gaped 9
the unheard of behavior of its newl
e welded pair, The poor porter ha
y been hungry for a bridal couple, bu
t as he went about gathering up th
cast-off footwear of his large famil
c and found Mallory's shoes at numbe
c three and Marjorie's tiny boots {
l. number five, he shook his head an
t groaned.
Times has suttainly changed fC
the wuss. If this is a bridal coupl
r gimme Divorces"