The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-07-17
Copyrighted 1911 by Harper $ Bros,

was plain reds you knov-forHif she had known how much we liked it really, it would have been bad for her And she found 1t out, day; and you couldn't walk on the same side of the street. she took up So much room with her headD We'll Miss Robertson must have been about six feet high, with the most beautiful white hands, and rings them 1 do like nice hands (for grown peope); though, of if she had ever been wood-carving or digging bait or really working hard they couldn't have been like that She used so much elegance in talking, too. And her dress was trailing all around the floor out of the steamer-chair she sitting in and she had on shiny brown slippers with puffy things them like little bits of cabbages but they were pretty; I liked them
 Then she was telling all about Europe and, Egypt. And if there's anything do want, it is wife that can travel q believe I'd rather do that than any thing in the world. And then we'll explore Central Africa and quiet the sayages with barrels of beads and things) Anyhow, she had seen everything: Ma poleon's tomb in Paris, and Punch and Judy, and boys diving for pennies, and dogs running with milk carts And it was me she was telling it to, not him at all She hardly looked at him. He didn't seem to care about any of those things But she does and so do l. And she loves to travel, and so do II q mean I shall when do )
 Just then the answer to the note came downstairs, and thoughtI might have to begin and go. But just exactly as if she had heard what thinking of, she turned around to the girl and says, Maggie bring the tea out here' And she says to me, You walked
 
 you like some lemonade maybe, and mufin perhaps ?? Now, wasn't she just my born Wife7 I mean thought she was (Of course, if he had been more interesting her attention mightnt have been attracted to me. But he wasn't, honestly. And SO, as say. she talked all the time to me And she had the lemon ade made for They both of them drank tea, when it came instead-of all the stuff And give you my word he looked if he'd heard of Europe; he was stiff, and thinking all the time of other things
 We'll, when I went, my mind was made up; and called her my wife all the way home And it was about all could do to keep it to myself. just shouting out at dinner-time, How about foot ball now? I've got wifei Hal hal Whatd tell you? Who said wouldn't!" and all that. IBut I didn't; and now I'm glad didnt)
 I was awfully pleased about it for a long time. I began to go church before Sunday y-schoo so could sit there and chuckle myself when she went trailing up the aisle to their pew And you could see all that stacks of pretty hair piled up under hat big as
 will try to tell about her hat. If was fearfully big and made of open-work straw like trellis; and it had vines on it with that purple flower that grows in tasse1s kind of. And altogether it made you think of summer house; only it was smaller, of course And there used to st looking at all that and think ing to myself how I'd feel if only they all knew that it was going to be My Wife. really getting awfuy proud of her.
 And after church, at the Sunday-schoo Olive and Nettie and Dot Tyler-ny didn't they look chunky and snubby and buggy! don't care how much they were dressed up.
 All this sounds if it was going to have a happy ending. But grown people always telling (when they think aren't stening) how things never end happily in Real Life And believe there's something in 1t.
 We'll, as I say took to going to church and Sunday-school began to give headaches regularly Gust the other way from before) And went on errands and more; perfect millions of errands that took me down past their house or else to the village. And I'd stop in to know if they wanted any thing, as long as was going. Mother used to say how willing was; and when I went on errands for her she used to give back of the change more and more. So we were all very nice about it. And everything in the world might have gone on being nice forever Only had to spoil it.
 It all came from my thinking that I'd better speak to My Wife about it (Miss Robertson, I mean. of course). Stuff! I always have to go and tell things. sooner or later, If I'd only held my tongue. ever thing would have stayed just the same and she would have kept being My Wife Anyway, I could have kept calling her that, and owning both sides of the street But had to go and ask herl
 This is how it One evening brought the mail up their house for them, and down on the steps a minute And they opened the papers and her mother said, "Gracousp something like that Do listen to this Here's So-and-so's marriage-and I knew! We must send her something Helen" Chats her name I think it is beautifully And then she says "Of course" And she on to say "It to be very quiet wedding-ony announce ments later That is why didn't hear. But we'll go and choose something together What shall it be
 That made open my eyes pretty wide. had forgotten all the things that could happen. And if weddings can be quiet and sudden all that, it seemed to me that somebody ought to say something I don't remember exactly what I thinking. But it made me feel in hurry Perhaps I thought she might marry somebody else before grew up. Any way her mother into the house after something and began tell her about it. and just grunted once