The gazette-times. [volume] (Heppner, Or.) 1912-1925, 1914-07-02

as most novices do. While he was con-
summating this annoying but necessary
matter of red-tape, May waited for him
| in the motor car. Then followed that
other inevitable forerunner of wedding
the engaging of minister.
"Let me see the license, Julian; l
will look at it while you are at the
minister So said May with faint
blush.
He handed her the document: it was
in a long manila envelope with the
words "Marriage License Bureau, "
printed in large black type across the
front.
~ shall be gone only minute" and
he ran up the steps to the Rev. Mr..
Newton s front door.
DR.. Newton, who was social fav-
orite was engaged. 1t was some time,
therefore, before Julian came out. May
said she had not become impatient, for
after she had finished reading the Ii
cense an Italian with very squeaky
organ and a sadly agile monkey had
taken his stand on the corner, to. the
great delight of thousands-so it
seemed-of children.
The distance to Phineas's office was
short. Here, Julian left May. Not
until he was getting out of the auto
mobile, did Julian think of the marriage
license, emblem Of the laws majestic
power. May handed it to him and he
stuck it carelessly in the outer pocket
of his overcoat. The glaring letters pro-
claimed its contents to all the world.
He did not mind; like all bridegrooms
| he wanted everyone to know he was
going to be married.
Phineas came out of his inner office
to greet Julian.
~ have a caller, but he will detain
me only few minutes. Have chair.
I'm be with you soon.
Then he retired to his office, and
Julian could hear the humble of voices.
The temperature of the room in which
he sat was tropic. The old fashioned
hard coal burner shone red hot, and not
a window was open. Julian felt the
beads of sweat on his face. He went
to the window and raised it and took
off his overcoat. There was no coat
rack, so he threw it over the back OF a
chair. The long envelope stuck out
conspicuously from the side pocket
Phineas fingered yet to favor him.
his overcoat pocket. He glanced at his
watch. The hands pointed to $50.
The court house closed at 5, and would
not be opened till 10 o'clock Monday
morning. To win the legacy, Julian
must be married by midnight of Sun
day. If by any chance the license
should be lost, another could not be got
before Monday, and
Phineas jumped from his chair. Fate
clearly pointed the way. He walked
resolutely into the outer office. The
overcoat still lay on the chair.
ooh, Julian" he cried, "come back
Into the office. l want to show you
some little trifles l bought this morn
ing"
From a drawer in his desk Phineas
took three tiny boxes. In each sparkled
daintily a diamond scarf pin.
"Choose the one you like best and
accept it as a wedding gift from me,
he said munificently.
Julian took the boxes a little fatu-
ouslv. He was astounded by such un'
usual generosity. At that moment the
telephone bell in the other room rang.
Fate was surely aiding Phineas.
"Pardon me moment" and he left
Julian to admire the cleaning pins.
It took but second to dispose of the
telephone ~ am busy, call me later, y
he cried in the mouthpiece; in his haste
the words fairly leaped over each other.
Then he swiftly tiptoed across to
Julian's coat and drew out the en-
velope In another instant he had
placed it in the great safe, pushed the
heavy door shut and set the time-lock.
Julian had chosen one of the pins
when his cousin rejoined him.
''I hope you like it."
"Indeed | do; I shall always remem-
Der your kindness.
Phineas led the way back into the
outer office and graciously assisted the
visitor into his coat. Julian, dazzled by