Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1912-07-25

ewes and her voice: Can you srp
gest anything better?'
NO, but"
Then, well have to quarrel, darl
ing"
He yielded for lack OF a better
idea: IAN right beloved. How snall
We begin?"
on close approach. the idea did
seem rather impossible to her. How
could | ever quarrel with you, my
love-" she cooed.
He gazed at her with rush OF
lovely tenderness; And how could /
ever speak GROSSLY TO your
We never shall have a harsh word
shall WEI" she resolved.
"Never!" he seconded. 80 thai
resolution passed the house unani
mously.
They held hands in luxury a while
then she began again: Still, we must
pretend. You start II, love"
NO, you start IT," he pleaded.
You ought to-" she beamed. You
got me into this mess"
The word slipped out. Mallory
started Mess! How is 1t my fault!
Good Lord, are you going to begin
chucking IL up?"
Well. you must admit. darling,
Marjorie urged. that you've bungleo
everything pretty badly"
1t was so undeniable that he could
only groan. And | suppose I'll heal
of this till my dying day, dearest"
Marjorie had a little temper all hel
own. so she defended It: II you are
so afraid Of my temper, love. perhaps
you'd better call It all of before its
too late"
Il didn't say anything about your
temper, sweetheart" Mallory insisted
you did, too honey. You said Id
chuck this up till your dying day. As
II | had such a disposition! You car
stay here" She rose to her feet. He
pressed her back with a decisive mo
ton, and demanded; Where are you
going?"
Up In the baggage car with
Snoozleums." she SMILED He's the
only one that doesn't find fault with
me-"
Mallory was stung to action by this
crisis: Wait" he said. He leaned
out and motioned down the alley
Porter! Wait a moment. darling
Porter"
The porter arrived with a half-fold
| ed blanket in his hands, and his usual
"Yassah!"
Reckoning him closer. Mallory mum
bled In a low tone: rs there an ex
ira berth on this carr"
The porter's eyes seemed to re
| buke his ears. Does you want this
upper made up?"
"No-of course not"
"Ex-excuse me. l thought"
Don't you dare to think" Mallory
Numbered. Isn't there another low
| er berth?"
The porter breathed hard, and CAV,
this bridal couple up as a riddle tina
| followed no known rules. He went u
find the sleeping car conductor, ant
returned with the Information tina
the diagram showed nobody assignet
to number three.
Then I'll take number three" salt
Mallory. poking money at the porter
And still the porter could not under
stand.
Now, lemme onderstan you.all,
he stammered. Does you both NOV,
over to numba three, or does yo'--yC
lady remain heah, while jest you pre-
| ambulates?"
Just | preambulate, you blac
hound" Mallory answered, in
threatening tone. The porter couI
understand that, at least, and h
bristled away with a meek: "Yessat
Numba three is yours. sab"
The troubled features of the bal
fled porter cleared up as by magi
when he arrived at number three, 10
there he found his tyrant and tot
mentor, the English invader.
He remembered how indignant
Mr.. Wedgewood had refused to sho1
his ticket, how cocksure he was c
his number how he had leased tn
porter's services as sort OF privat
nurse, and had paid no advance TO!
alties
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