The Delta independent., 1912-08-23
cit more IKE apologlz,ng for her.

1elt more ike apOlOg1ztng Tor her.
self.
"Oh, Ira." she said, I'm SO ashamed
to have you see me Ike this-the first
morning"
We'll. you haven't got anything ON
me-rm not shaved"
You don't have to tell me that"
she said, rubbing her smarting cheek.
Then she bumped her head and
gasped: "Oh-what you said"
This made them feel SO much at
home that she attained the heights OF
frankness and honesty by reaching in
her handbag for knob Of supple
mentary hair. which she affixed dex-
trously to what was homegrown. Ira,
instead Of looking shocked, loved her
for her honesty, and grinned:
Now, that's where you have got
something on me. Say. we're like
couple of sardines trying to make love
in tin can.'
Its cosy though" she said, and
then vanished through the curtains
and shyly ran the gauntlet Of amused
glances and over-cordial Good morn.
ings" till she hid her bushes behind
the door Of the women's room and
turned the key. II she had thought
Of 1t she would have said. God bless
the man that invented doors-and the
other angel that invented locks"
The passengers this morning were
all little brisker than usual 1t
was the last day aboard for everybody
and they showed certain extra ami
h4 t-~
liner when land has been sighted.
Ashton was shaving when Ira swag-
gered into the mems room. Without
pausing to note whom he was ad.
dressing. Ashton sang out:
Good morning. Did you rest well7-
"What?" Ira roared.
"Oh. excuse mel" said Ashton, has
tily, devoting himself to a cash his
razor had made in his cheek-even in
that cheek OF his.
Ira scrubbed out the basin, filled II
and tried to dive into 1t, slapping the
cold water in double handfuls over
his glowing face and putting through
1t like a porpoise.
Meanwhile the heavy-eyed Fosdick
was sinking through the dining-car
regarded with amazement by DR.. Tenn.
pie and his wife. who were already UP
and breakfasting.
What's the matter with the bridal
couples on this train, anyway" said
DR.. Temple.
II can't imagine" said his wife. I'VE
old couples are the only normal
ones"
Some more coffee, please. mother"
he said.
But your nerves." she protested.
Its my vacation" he insisted.
Mrs. Temple stared at him and
shook her head: Il wonder what mis-.
already been smoking. gambling
drinking-have you been swearing
YETI"
Not yet" the old cregyman smiled.
i've been saving that up for good
occasion. Perhaps it will rise before
the days over"
And his wife choked on her tea at
the wonderful train-change that had
come over the best man in Ypsilanti.
BY this time Fosdick had reached
the stateroom from which he had
been banished again at the Nevada
state-line. He knocked cautiously.
From within came an anxious voice:
who's there?"
Whom did you expect?"
Mrs. Fosdick popped her head out
like jill in the box. "Oh, it's you.
Arthur. Kiss me good morning"
He glanced round stealthiiy and
obeyed instructions: Il guess It's
safe-my darling"
did you sleep. dovie?" she yawned.
Not a wink. They took on the
Portland car at Granger and I had
to sleep in one OF the chairs in the
observation room"
Mrs. Fosdick shook her head at him
in mournful sympathy, and asked:
What state are We in now?"
"A dreadful state-Nevada."
Just what are we In Nevada?"
"Pm a bigamist, and you've never
been married at ALL
"Oh, these awful divorce laws!" she
mcaned, then left the general for the
hook me up?"
Fosdick looked shocked: Il don't
dare compromise you"
"Will you take breakfast with me
in the dining carr" she pleaded.
do we dare?"
1--WE might call 1t luncheon" she
suggested.
He seized the chance: "All right.
I'll go ahead and order. and you stroll
in and I'll offer you the seat opposite
me-"
But can't you hook me up?"