Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1922-08-04
The Honeymoon
Stateroom
Bv DOROTHY WHITCOMB.

Copyright. 1921. western Newspaper Union
Their wedding had been very quiet
one. lust as their courtship had beer
quiet. Cynthia Mears and John Rob
erts had been engaged for more than
two years before he could afford to
marry, and something Of the sedate-
ness of married life had already set
tied down on them. Then a sudden
promotion, with a considerable In
crease In salary, had changed all Johns
prospects. The future looked rosy.
1--WE must have no fuss, no wedding
party, and, above all, no foolish pranks
or rice throwing" John said on that
evening when he brought Cynthia the
wonderful news that they could now
be married. Cynthia had agreed cor
daily. There was no one to give her
away. John was assisted by Charlie
Murtaugh, his best man. The mar
riage was performed at noon In little
uptown church, and Immediately after
ward the couple left for the station,
en- route for Florida, where they were
to spend their honeymoon. Charlie ac-
companied them In the carriage to see
them off, and there was no rice throw
ing on the part Of anyone.
do you know, dearest, Charlie
seems more frustrated than you do"
said Cynthia, smiling, as the carriage
rolled away. He was f1dgeting nerv-
ously with his watch.
HNol1 vpo,ll p,oGo tho Il With ton
minutes to spare" he said.
"Me 1:14" exclaimed Cynthia In
horror. why. 1t is the 1 :04, Charliel"
John bawled to the driver to whip
up his horses, and the vehicle dashed
into the station with two minutes to
spare.
Charlie was fumbling nervously In
his pockets, and his face was the color
OF chalk.
II can't find the tickets" he STAN
"Then I'll get some more, you
chump," yelled John, and made dash
for the ticket Office. At the door Of
the waiting room he encountered
wandering aimlessly about
and looking for him. Outside he saw
Cynthia's brown hat and veil. John
brushed Charlie aside and ran toward
Cynthia, who was just getting aboard
the train. He swept past the porter
and followed her into the drawing
room section, turned round, and
slammed the door.
SWELL, thank God, we pulled that
off, dearest" he exclaimed, and a
scream awakened him to reality. The
In the section was not Cynthia |
at all. The train was moving, too.
"What are you doing here?" she |
cried in terror, which Johns flushed |
face and dishevelled appearance GER
tainly warranted. "Helpl Help!"
The door was burst open and man
came in. He strobe between John and
the girl.
"Who is this fellow Has he been
you, dear?" he demanded.
"He called me dearest" said the
girl, beginning to look fearful
The man turned to John.
UNLESS you can explain your pres
,nce here satisfactorily within one
minute" he said, Il shall first give
you the thrashing of your life and
hen hand you over to the conductor"
I'm perfectly willing to explain my
presence here, SIR" ans 5ered John
lotly, but first l must find my wife. /,
The is aboard this train. God help US
she isn't" A happy thought struck
i'm. Help me to find her." he said,
and then We'll have the explanations"
I'm willing to give you every op- !:
answered the other. .
He flung the door open and called :
le porter. as there a lady in
n" he asked. - .ss.
mo, sah,' answered tfa nan grin :
ing. Sc is vacant, sah."
ut was G IL or H." said John. I'm s
1t sure which,"
They passed through the section and 5
lie next one was G. Then suddenly 9
IS eyes lit upon two figures that had 5
ltered the car. There she isr' he &
louted exultantly. s
Two women In brown hats and wells z
ere coming down the aisle. One was 5
'hn's wife, the other the strange Z
oman, and both were radiant with s
niles. 3
"Oh, l haven't told you, Cynthia. 5
hat do you think This lady is Julia z
evoe, an old school chum whom I 5
vent seen for goodness knows how z
lg."
Julia Sayles since this afternoon
Id the double. blushing charmingly. 3,
larry and l were married at twelve
lock at the" -
'Harryi' exclaimed Cynthia, and /,
took the tall man by the Shout
RS and swung him round SO hard
II be faced her Harry Harry
ss !" she exclaimed.
Just think. John" she continued To
husband, III that silly old Charlie
lrtaugb didn't put the tickets IN nv
yelling bag, after ALL"
Charlie Murtaugh J" exclaimed Julia
stout XHlIUu man ada.