The Washington times., 1921-09-04

Miles, the Chicago hostler, Alice
will disappoint If she does not
But Alice herself is still fancy
free and apparently unconcerned
over the speculations Of the social
seers regarding her future. So
far as one may guess from her de-
meanor, she Is quite proud Of her
new brother-in-law and annoyed
only because the public appear to
misunderstood the romance.
1t really isn't any business OF any
one. insists Miss Alice, what sort Of
persons her sisters have married since
the aforesaid sisters are themselves
quite pleased and father does not OBJ
ject. And J. Beaver Webb is evidently
quite satisfied, II not enthusiastic.
over It all.
Edith's Romance.
The Informal announcement of the
marriage Of Edith Webb to George
Miles caused splash in society that
rippled to the most isolated and ex-
elusive areas. The event was in the
nature Of an elopement, for the oere-
mony took place on June IL In Chi
cago, after an obliging official Of the
Marriage License Bureau had num-
bered the application with a half
numeral," which permitted its conceal
ment from the public. though these
documents are supposed to be public
records.
The happy husband, who was a
groom before he was q bridegroom,
was discovered with Mrs. Edith Webb
Niles on the estate of Benjamin Behr
at Lake Forest, across the road from
the manor Of j. Ogden Armour. Mr..
Miles was engaged in the prosaic
pastime of shooting rats In the barn
while the pretty bride-and pretty
does not do her justice-was putting
a high polish on the dinner dishes in
the kitchen.
Brown silk stockings encased her
slim ankles, brown shoes Of approx
mately No. 1 triple A size. concealed
her feet, brown skirt draped her
little figure. Above that O silk shirt
waist with a broad lace collar, gath
cred by diamond pir In the form Of
q riding crop-and over all a blue
gingham bungalow apron.
Sings Washing Dishes.
Singing as she daftly worked on the
dishes, the young bride suggested a
scene from a musical comedy-a sort
Of poverty de luxe idea, conventionally
wrought out. And this L. the conver-
sation that followed q visit OF a
Hearst newspaper man to her little
cottage:
"Are you Mrs. Milesf"
"You bet!' .... 20 ..
where's Mr.. Miles7"
"Out in the barn shooting rats
| "Are you the former Miss Edith
Beaver webb?"
"The former Miss Edith Beaver
Webb"
Congratulations"
Congratulations yourself. You ought
to. We've kept Il secret since June
IA, the day we were married"
"was that when you took second
prize at the South Shore Country
Club Horse Show7" ~
-Four days later"
"well, you must have some beau
tiful ideas Of the theory Of mar
riage?"
'If I have I'll keep themt"
"But your lhusband"--
Hes not here"
Husband Shooting Rats.
The laconic dialogue was inter
rupted by series OF reports from the
husbands revolver, which did not In
the least disturb the brides swiftly
moving hands as they FURNISHED
plates and cups and saucers. She
merely remarked
"Mr. Miles must have luck today.
He is handy with a gun--but he Is
afraid Of reporters. He warned me
against them--photographers espe-
cially"
George Miles should be handy with
n gun. He learned the art OF marks
manship In the trenches overseas.
Mrs. Miles would not say much
about their romance, protesting that
she had forgotten about Il. But she