The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1916-12-14
HER WEDDING DAY
BY ELIZABETH SHIELDS.

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For fifteen minutes Cecilia O'Malley,
cashier, had tried to count one pack
age of dimes. She pushed the money
aside petulantly, then sent a dimpled
smile at Murray Kent, who, seated d.
rectly before her. was deyouring q ten
cent lunch.
In the crowd Of messy laborers and
factory hands, eating with hats on,
sprawling all over the tables, Murray
stood out conspicuously.
She looked at him through curled
lashes and followed his gase to his yell
low Automobile, standing outside.
The day WINS uncomfortably hot.
Just across the street, beyond the yell
low car, was strip Of green grass and
trees.
deliberately nonchalant, Murray Kent
finished his meal and came toward the
cash desk. With hands deep In the
pockets OF his gray flannel suit, he
stood feastins his eyes on her alluring
little body and flushed face, framed In
soft, brown hair.
II shall come back for you later with
the car" he said. Its yours for the
afternoon, little bird You're welcome
to everything l own
"You're always making promises to
me-" protested Cecilia.
"rll keep this one" he assured her.
swell drive up Riverside and pick out
\ hns ~
Cecilia smiled uncertainty and slow
ly withdrew her hand, which he had
covered with his.
"Tll return for you at four" he as
sured her.
When Murray crawled into the low
seat Of the car, Julia Schmitt, proprie-
tor, seated herself in the open door.
way. "The loafer," she scolded his
well-tailored back. "Pays ten cents
for his lunch and spends the afternoon
here"
Cecilia felt too wilted with the heat
to reply. Suddenly Julia demanded /:
"Dld he tell you how he happens to
have IS on the door of his dad's car
If his right name is Kent? She laughed
at her own shrewdness.
The hot afternoon droned on. Ju-
liza was quietly snoring when Murray
, drove his yellow car to the restaurant
at four O'clock. Cecilia Jumped in be-
side him.
They turned into Fifth avenue,
strnight up to Central park, crossing
to Riverside drive. They dashed past
blocks and blocks of apartment houses.
Cecilia sat in breathlcss anticipation
till the car slowed down on rugged
road, little more than lane, leading
TO Il narrow stream. Murray leaned
/ forward to lift her from the car, and
the warmth of his face burned into
hers as he whispered: MY, you're
pretty!" His lips touched her throat.
kiss me, sweetheart" he begged, as
he held her.
NO" Cecilia answered sharply.
"Take me baCk-to Julia"
Cecilia crouchcd back afraid not so
much of Murray as of herself. Her
face famed as an overpowering i'm
and press her lips to his. However,
she ventured timidly to say, 1--WE for
got TO look at apartments, didn't weT'
Murray BIT his lips and then sent his
dazzling smile mt her.
"Why live cooped up in ten-room
fiat? Wouldn't you rather have coun.
try house, darling? That's it-well
! live in the country"
"That would be wonderful" Cecilia
tried to adjust her puzzled mind, with
try house and garden. A mist filled
her eyes. Her head slipped to Muir.
rays shoulder as he kissed her and
painted in words n rose-covered cot.
tage on the edge of u stream that they
were to occupy as soon as he could
find 1t.
At five the next morning Cecilia was
out of bed. This was her wedding day
| On II card inscribed Murray Fraser
Kent" was scrubbed In lead pencil
Tomorrow morning ut nine"
Cecilia appeared in her softest little
| summer dress and summary hat al
nine o'clock, and a happy smile in her
eyes. She surveyed the crowded Third
avenue block for Murray's blond head
Julia Schmltt was busy in the big
kitchen when at eleven, Cecilia, hel
face white as the marble table tops
tucked her hat under the cash desk
With trembling fingers she tied the
black apron strings about her slim
waist. Defeated and miserable, sht
climbed on the high stool behind the
( cash desk.
"He was only jollyng me-" Cecilil
Il bent her head low on the desk. 81