The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1922-03-21
FATE AND ARVILLA.
By Rose ID. Nealley.
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Copyright, 1922, by Wheeler Syn

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| Copyright, 1922, by Wheeler Syn
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I'm going to have white satin, "
said Arvilla.
But it won't be of much service
to you after the wedding" argued
Eudora.
81 don't care" returned Arvilla,
1--WE always wanted white satin and
I'm going TO have it
Shall you have veil?"
ArVilIa considered. q don't know.
Perhaps not" regretfully, seeing
as I'm only going to have a small
wedding. It's awfully good of you,
Eudora, to let me be married here"
I'm glad to do it for you, ArVllla,
such friends as we've always been"
! Arvilla Cunningham had taught
school ever since she was is, and
she was now seriously near 10. she
was a colorless creature with drab
hair and eyes, and when 1 say that
she presented a straight-line mouth
to the world, you know just what
kind of a teacher she was.
No one knew by what wileS Ar
villa had srared the affections Of
Cyrus Hathaway Cheetham. The
courtship had been carried on by
correspondence 1t may be SUI
ficient explanation, however, to say
that both Mr.. Cheetham and Miss
Cunningham were subscribers to
delightful little paper called WED
ding Bells" Mr. Gheetham had
subscribed to it with a view 10
Willing away the tedium of long
evenings on the farm, but Arvilla,
toiling in the city schools, had
meant business.
where did you meet him?'' Eu-
dora had inquired breathlessly,
when ArviIla had confined to her
the engagement.
"At Cousin Sarah's, when 1 was
visiting her at Wallsport," Aryilla
had truthfully replied She didn't
explain that the visit to Cousin
Sarah's had been prearranged with
Mr.. Cheetham. Cousin Sarah had
been an innocent accessory TO the
arrangement, as she supposed the
two to be old friends.
Arvilla found that she had drawn
more of a prize than she had an
ticipated. For Mr.. Gheetham
proved to be fairly good looking
DdCuGlOI VI dAlplS HSdliS anu HO
encumberances. What Mr.. Cheet-
ham thought of Arvilla didn't ap-
pear, but the arrangements for the |
wedding went on. I
Eudora thought ArvilIa extrava- |
gent in her wedding outfit, for she |
was making big inroads into the !
little sum she had put by with |
much scrimping and saving, but
Arvi1la, assured of a comfortable ]
future, was quite reckless in her
expenditure. Her poor, starved |
soul had yearned for the finery she
had never been able to buy. |
She displayed her trouusseau to !
every caller with pride. Even Mr. |
Sweetsire, Eudora's father, was !
dazzled by the elegance of ArviIla's
wardrobe, and he was accustomed !
to trousseaux, too, for he had buried !
his third wife only the year before |
The wedding day dawned and the !
sun shown merrily, as is proper for |
the sun to do on such an import
ant occasion. The bridegroom had |
arrived the night before, and reg
istered at the hotel. He came over
quite early in the morning to call |
on his finacee. Aryilla introduced
him to Eudora blushingly. Her
hair was done up in rubber cocoons
preparatory for the evening Mr..
Cheetham stood first on one foot
and then on the other, while ArvilIa
showed him the wedding presents.
She followed him to the door, for
he had refused Eudora's invitation
to take dinner with them, and laid
a possessiVe hand on his coat
sleeve as they stood in the doorway.
'Mebbe / won't be over again un-
evenin' " he stammered.
The ceremony was to be held at
o'clock
That will be all right" returned
Aryilla. 'You can look about town /;
a little. 1t will be your only oppor- |