The Prescott daily news., 1912-04-18
SYNOPSIS.

 CHAPTER I.-Lieut. Harry Mallory is ordered to the Philippines. He and Mar jorie Newton decide to elope but wreck of taxicab prevents their seeing minister on the way to the train
 CHAPTER H.-Transcontnental train is taking on passengers. Porter has lively time with an Englishman and Ira Lathrop, a Yankee business man.
 CHAPTER III.-The elopers have an exciting time getting to the train.
 CHAPTER Iv.-"Little Jimmie" Vel lington, bound for Reno to get a divorce. boards train in maudlin condition. Later Mrs. Jimmie appears.
 CHAPTER V-she is also bound for Reno with same object. Likewise Mrs. Sammy Whitoomb.
 CHAPTER VI.-Latter planes Mrs. Jimmie for her marital troubles. Class mates of Mallory decorate bridal berth. CHAPTER vII.-Rev. and Mrs. Temple start on a vacation. They decide to cut loose and Temple removes evidence of his calling.
 CHAPTER VI1I-Mariorie decides to let Mallory proceed alone, but train starts while they are lost in farewell CHAPTER IX.-Passengers. join Nal ding hazing.
 CHAPTER X.-Marjorie is distracted over their situation
 CHAPTER XI.-Ira Lathrop, woman hating bachelor, discovers an old sweet heart Anne Cattle, fellow passenger. CHAPTER XII.-Mallory vainly hunts for a preacher among the passengers.
 CHAPTER XIU.-Mrs. Wellington hears Little Jimmie's voice. Later she meets Mrs. Whitcomb-
 CHAPTER XIV.-Nallory reports to Marjorie his failure to find preacher. CHAPTER Xv.-They decide to pretend berth,
 CHAPTER XvI-Mrs. Jimmie discov- CTS Wellington on the train.
 CHAPTER XVII-Mallory again makes an unsuccessful hunt for Il preacher.
 Mrs. Temple looked shocked, but an other peal of laughter came through the partition between the male and fe- male sections of the car, and she beamed again. Then Mrs. Wellington finished her letter, glanced it over, ad- dressed an envelope, sealed and stamped it with a deliberation that msddened Mrs. Whitcomb When at last she rose, Mrs Whitcomb was in the seat almost before Mrs. Yelling ton was out of it.
 Mrs. Wellington paused at another wave of laughter from the mems room. She commented petulantly
 What good times men have. They've formed a club in there al- ready. We women can only sit around and hate each other
 Why, 1 don't hate anybody, do your" Mrs. Temple exclaimed, look. ing up from the novel she had found on the book shelves. Mrs. Yelling ton dropped into the next chair
 "On long railroad journey I hate everybody. Don't you hate long jour- ncys?"
 Its the first I ever took" Mrs. Temple apologized, radiantly, "and I'm having the-what my oldest boy would call the time of my life. And dear Walter-such goings on for him! A few minutes ago I strolled by the door and l saw him playing cards with a stranger. and smoking and drinking, too, all at once."
 Boys will be boys," said Mrs. Will lington.
 But for Dr. Temple of all people" Why shouldn't a doctor? It's shame the way men have everything Think of it. special smoking room. And women have no place to take a puff except on the sly"
 Mrs. Temple stared at her in awe: The woman in this book smokes!- perfumed things!"
 All women smoke nowadays" said Mrs. Wellington, carelessly. Don't you?"
 The politest thing Mrs. Temple could think of in answer was: Not yet"
 "Really!" said Mrs. Wellington, Don't you like tobacco?"
 T never tried it."
 Its time you did. smoke cigars myself"
 Mrs. Temple almost collapsed at this double shock: "Ci-cigars
 Yes; cigarettes are too strong for me; will you try one of my pets?" Mrs. Temple was about to express her repugnance at the thought, but Mrs. Wellington thrust before her a portfolio in which nestled such dainty shapes of such a warm and winsome brown, that Mrs. Temple paused to stare, and, like Mother Eve, found the fruit of knowledge too interesting