The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-09-11

Joseph Wallace, in the New York Tele-
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 FRAs1K JACKSON K, ON was, was assistant as soaat \ & Co. Like many more discontent- ed mortals, he possessed no great desire to toll day after day boring over books of account No, indeed. Ambition had sown its nervous seed in his youthful breast, and he yearned to travel.
 He har learned that there were other countries far beyond the blue sea, historic lands, famed in song and story, and Frank sighed for the happy day when he could purchase round trip ticket and travel the world over in search of adven- turc But these blissful mental excursions into the realm of fancy were occasionally interrupted by the Boss, who rudely dragged Frank back to terra firma with a stern admonition to push his pen across the ledger with more zeal.
 What want from you for eight hours day" said the Boss, lis a genuine imi- tation of busy man." We might men, tion right here that Franks clothes fitted him as if they had been made for some one else. and his features never caused feminine hearts to futter Yet, strange to relate, he had a Girl
 Dora, that was the maiden's name, was employed in an office, too, and was flip pantly referred to as key puncher. She was not wonder in her line. No one ever styled her the only ray of sun shine let loose in our crowded city, and she did more than her share of work, while her sister stenographers toiled when they pleased-and jollied the Boss.
 By strange coincidence Dora hap rened to rent hole in the wall in tho same establishment where Frank hung up his hat Upon several occasions Frank escorted Ns lady fair home from busi- ness, even becoming so reckless as to in sist on paying her fare. Sometimes they held down the front stoop of an evening. Occasionally they went for stroll and partook of some real ice cream.
 They invaded the movies" too and witnessed the heartrending struggles or Beautiful Iona, the Indian Maiden, in the clutches of Cowardly Charley, the Rene gade. One evening left to his own medi- tations, and influenced, probably. by the reappearance of Sundays beef at dinner under a new name. Frank suddenly awoke to the fact that he was rapidly becoming oligible for the No-one-to-care-for-m now bachelor division of the human family.
 He therefore resolved to take the fatal step and acquire a wife, come what might. Accordingly he sought out Dora, found her seated in the parlor, and spoke to Ter in this wise:
 "As you will observe I am not an Adon- is and my salary would never create sensation. My ancestors never set the world on fire-in fact. an uncle of mine was suspended by the neck from a tree rot long ago for appropriating a horse which belonged to some one else. But am willing to work for your sake, and if you don't mind taking chance we will invest a dollar in license and dare some one to marry us.'
 When thus addressed, Dora did not have a fit. neither did she throw herself into Franks manly arms and sob out her littla hearts story on his ready made suit, which sadly needed pressing. Instead, | SDe pCnutAcu u loHS WiliiCs oiib iAiSii I v piled:
 Seeing that you are frank, I will be equally so. No one ever raved over me I am not a second edition of the Venus de Milo, but I know how to start fire ! in stove and have a record for frisking I a good meal. You are the first man who ever handed me an invitation to enter nlatrimony's mystic maze, and, if you in- 1 sist upon it. am yours
 Thus it came to pass that they both | slipped away from business and were | married one sunny afternoon week later,
 taking in two dollar show and swell l lobster palace on their honeymoon in the evening. Hand in hand they set out to make the best of everything-in sunshine or shadow. When their fellow workers heard the sad news they had a couple of
 fits. Some indulged in sarcastic snickers, l while the majority rnarvelled at the nerve of young couples nowadays. going up