The Mellette County pioneer. [volume] (Wood, Mellette County, S.D.) 19??-1971, 1922-02-10
THE REPORTER
BY MARY

with chantilly lace and pearl trim
mings. A shower bouquet of roses and
lilies OF the valley completed the bridal
costume"
The society reporter tapped out her
story with nimble, eager fingers while
she smiled dreamily as she recalled
the happy event Of which she was
writing.
Miss Frances!' beloved the stem
torlan voice of the city editor in the
direction of the young reporter who,
woman-like, was lost in the reverie OF
the beautiful gowns of the wedding
party.
"The charming maid Of honor in her
gown Of pink and silver" typed on
the facile story-teller Of society events.
Il say, Miss Frances
The louder tone awoke the young re-
porter with a jerk TO her surroundings.
Eyes, sir" she replied in the quick
response of the newspaper worker.
call up this Girls club and find out
just what kind of social their novelty
party is going to be. Find out just
what the nature Of the correction is
that Mrs. Fisk-Butler wants made in
the date of the charity ball. O, yes,
here Run out and cover this wedding.
It's the most noted one Of the season.
Here's the picture Of the bride, Con-
stance Compton. Al Babson, the col
lege athlete, is the groom. Take the
next train, and have the story for the
early edition"
"Al Babson is the groom At the
words the whole world seemed to swing
into wild emotion, and then to settle
down into a dreary, heavy-solidity that
terrified her. Al BabsOn was to be
married! He who had held her in his
arms and pledged remembrance unto
death! Like a fash she say the sta
ton crowded with khaki-cl1d figures,
heard low g~Ood-bys being whispered by
those heroes departing for the war,
and felt once more the reverent kiss
of her departing lover upon her trem'
bling lips.
With a despairing sob the brown
head dropped to the tOil-worn hands,
while the tired, lonely heart OF the
girl cried out her broken-hearted
disappointment. 1t was the loud
voiced conductor bawling out the
station that aroused her from her grief
TO the world Of daily living. She
stumbled uncertainty from the train
20 ~In utn4;Dr n1otfppno frJrtiyn1y 6rNr.
ing her tear-flled eyes behind the
grateful concealment Of her mOdish
veil.
A smart-coated chauffeur approached
hand. Without waiting for explana
tiOn or introduction he c~OurteOuSly
directed her to a monogrammeC
limousine waiting grandly for an oc
cupant.
There was q short. calm ride In s
cushioned haven through quiet streets
Then the car drew up before a story
book mansion. Eager hands bore
the newcomer into a white-furnlsheC
chamber which seemed like a sanctu
airy to the wondering reporter.
"My DEAR" smiled the happy bride
chow good Of you to come to fill In a
such short notice. I'm so sorry tina
Edith sprained her ankle. but I'm glat
she sent a substltute-and such
pretty substitute! The bridesmaid
gowns is right In the other room"
The pink-clad fairy who nodded t.
her from the mirror told her tina
as well as the gush Of admiration
from the happy bride.
"What a darling you are !" sh
smiled. Indeed, / think the substi
tute is even prettier than Edith woul,
have been! Just wait till AL see
your"
1t was sooner than she expected. A
she descended the broad stairs sh
saw him.
In the instant he caught sight Of hel
With one bound he reached her sid
and clasped her trembling form 4
tender, strong arms, pressing reveren
lips upon the brown head lying s
helplessly on his shoulder.
ELLEN, Ellen, my little Ellen. wher
have you been hiding yourself? VIII
have I not seen you before this?
have looked for you everywhere sine
I came back from France, but on thi
glorious day / have found you!"
To-day" sighed the girl as she dre'
away from his embrace. "Too late
Upon your wedding day."
"My wedding day Jerusalem, Ellel
did you think / was taking the hig
dive with that child. Constance? It
my young cousin, Al, who's holdin
the center Of the screen today. II
only the best man. Girl alive, don
you know there never could be an!
n else but youl"
1t was like q dream, q glorious dreal
come true. A weil-trained actress
the beautiful play that she had wi
messed so often with tremulous liz
and wistful eyes from the spectator
seats, she heard the low words of I'll
bride in the most beautiful service
the world. and was carried to heave
, by the heart-Stirrlng music, and I'll