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APRIL 4, 1903
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Unhappy Hosanna
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OSANNA
DUTT was in
trouble. That was clear.
Tears were in her eyes, as
she stood in the neat par
lor of an uptown flat, and,
having taken off her hat,
tugged at her gloves, try
ing to pull them off the
wrong way.
“I was born under an
unlucky star,” she cried,
“which grows unluckier
every minute.” Oft came
the gloves. She threw
them on the table, and glanced at the
little clock on ithe mantel.
"Nearly 1 o’clock,” said she. “In seven
hours I’ll be married to a man I cannot
love—even now my parents have gone
to deck the church with roses; it should
be draped with cypress.” This lovely
Spanish blonde shook with sobbing as
site caught sight of her melancholy
image in the mirror. Smoothing back the
sunny waves of amber hair, she gazed, as
if trying to pierce the veil of the future,
with her almond-shaped eyes of brown.
Her lips quivered as she went on:
Yes. ut 7 this evening. I am to marry
N. O. T. Spivins. Too had! too bad! to
he made a mourning bride on this my
eighteenth birthday.”
With this she sank into a chair and
buried her face in her hands.
“Unhappy, helpless' me!” sobbed’ the
poor girl: "through no fault of mine I
make this sacrifice to please those whom
- love—my parents—embark upon this sea
of wretchedness whose furthest wave
may lash, who knows, my grave!”
To darken the cloud of her sorrow, less
than an hour before, her father had given
her a fifty dollar bill to complete the
purchase of the hated trousseau. A few
moments later a wicked boy had snatched
her purse containing this money from
her hand and made good his escape down
the crowded avenue.
" ell,” said she, checking her sobs,
a beautiful bride I’ll make without veil
and slippers.” There was bitter irony in
her tones now. “Heigh! Why .does wom
an have pockets for nothing but her
grief.”
Nothing could have been spoken more
seriously than the last sentence, and yet
it carried a. distinct flavor of humor
The ringing of the hall bell at this
juncture caused Hosanna Dutt to rise
from the chair and hastily dry her eyes.
Ah, there they come—my parents
from the church. T must meet them
with a kiss and try to he cheerful under
■ ie scolding I am sure to get for this
fresh misfortune in losing the money.”
Hurrying to the door she almost col
lided wiih a spruce looking young ge n -
eman who. hat in hand, stood in the
hallway and was gazing admiringly at
the fresco work. Conquerinj
prise and embarrassment as
could. Hosanna said sweetly:
,,™ a ^ *' n ’ Rlr - Tray he seated.”
j v HanH? 1 ' F rnuc 1- t'oid he pleasant-
i'rm H d h ° r a <ar <1- he laid his hat
chair 0 *"®- 011 the cer ‘ter table and look a
1' l- 1 : as he did “Awfully nice
pla ‘ ?’ *bi^ trust; I’ve made no mistake!”
v\ nat is this?” askod Hosanna, deoipli-
ering the card. “Oh. yes!” and before be
rould reply she read aloud “Jefferson
Joree, Comedia,n, .115 Fifth Avenue; Tele
phone 64 Then the girl turned her glori
ous eyes upon him and said, graciously:
Really, sir, you must, pardon my con
fusion. I thought you were my parents
returning from the church. Whom do
you wish to see, may I ask?”
"Took me for your parents, eh? Rather
n shabby substitute. I fancy, as no bach
elor could possibly deserve that proud
distinction. He looked her straight in
the face.
“No—I’m right again. Tou, and you
alone, are the person I wish to see!”
Hosanna colored up. “Indeed, sir, and
What is your business with me?” Mr.
Joree replied dreamily—by asking a
question;
“Did you drop something? I mean, of
course, have you missed anything? That
is to say, you look like a lady who has
lost something. Tellj me, please, is not
your name Miss Hosanna Dutt—?”
“It is.”
“Right again!”
“That is my name, and I have just lost
something—a green purse containing a
sum of money.”
"Still right!” cried Mr. Joree. "Never
was right so often before in my. life;” a.nd
he looked as If he wanted to shake hands
with himself.
“Hut why, sir, do you thus catachise
me, and to what cause am I indebted for
the honor of this most unexpected visit?”
asked the girl with inflamed curiosity.
"Well, Miss Dutt—beg pardon—.but
here'sj your purse!” He handed her a
green purse, which he took, after some
effort, from his left hip pocket.
Hosanna took it joyfully. “Ves, yes,
this is it. and”—here she unclasped it
with nervous hands—“the fiftv-dollar biil
that I never expected to see again! Oh, I
could almost shout for joy!” exclaimed the
delighted girl.
"You have a right, in your own glad
some ’name, to do so,—and my full per
mission. Shall I retire up the aisle while
you lift your voice in song—no, I believe
you said ‘shout?’ ”
"Oh, no, sir!” was the laughing re
sponse, and there was music in that
laugh. "Keep your seat; but teli me,
pray, for I’m dying to know--a thousand
thanks—dying to know—please tell me
how you recovered my treasure?”
“Simplest thing on earth. Saw the lit
tle rascal snatch the purse from your
hand, ran him down the avenue, caught
him, choked him, and—snatched it back!”
“Oh, sir, I do hope you didn't hurt the
poor/ little fellow'!” and Hosanna’s voice
trembled w’ith sympathy. .
"Well, not too much—”
“But how did you know my name—how
did you find me!”
"Oh, yes, thanks. I can read. You
see your name and number were on the
card in the purse. No, miss, I didn’t
quite destroy the boy, but truly, now,
I never enjoyed a hearty choke more in
my life—spare me for the fun—for I’m
not fond of vegetables. No, miss, W'hile
the young brigand didn't share my joy,
he still lives!”
“How stupid of me to forget about
that card,” said Hosanna, reproachfully,
“and I might have known that you
wouldn't injure the boy.” Then she added
with real warmth:
"It was so, so. good of you to capture
the little culprit, and go td the trouble
of hunting me up! Truly, sir. you are
one in a thousand, and I shall always
cherish this unusual act of kindness!”
"Oh, don't mention it,” returned Mr.
Joree, nonchalanthy. “It was simply a
hot effort to establish the right of prop
erty, and, as it succeeded, what more
could an honest man ask?”
Then, looking her squarely in the eyes,
he said feelingly: “Still. 1 am, by no
means, insensible to the light vvliieh
gleams from gladdened eyes, and since,
as they say, gratitude is the music of
the heart when its chords are swept by
kindness, I don’t object to playing. Every
man likes best, you know’, the music of
his own making. This is the very soul
of sweet selfishness.”
"How very prettily you do talk!” ex
claimed the girl impulsively.
"You ought to hear me when I'm feel
ing well,” was the reply, seemingly in
pain.
"Oh, sir, you are not ill, I trust—not
in pain!”
“Not great pain—only a slight wound
here,” pointing to his left .breast—"a
sort of slowly growing messenger-boy
movement rather than an acute stroke. I
hope, however,” he went, on with a sol
emn face, "to live through the day.”
Hosanna hardly knew whether to laugh
or cry, so she did neither, but contented
herself with a sorrowing smile, which
meant appreciation, if he intended to
be funny, and sympathy if he was in
dead earnest.
"But 1 must be off.” and Mr. Joree
bounced up and pulled out his watch,
“My! it's 2 o'clock. We have a re
hearsal at 3. I'll say, ‘Farewell!’ Miss
Dutt. My little mission has been per
formed, and I have no right to expect to
meet you again, so t Farewell!”
His brisk tones betrayed the slightest
shade of sadness.
“Ws may meet again, who knows?”
There was a tinge of hope in her w r ords, if
not in her voice, as she arose from her
seat, “but however that may be, remem
ber, sir, I shall never forget your kind
ness, though 1 may not look upon your
face again!”
He stood in the doorway, hat in hand,
and cane on arm:
"Farewell, Miss Dutt!”
Hosanna extended her hand. "But I
prefer to say goodby! One moment,
please.” and her beautiful face clouded
slightly, "i wish to sak you something,
but reeally don’t know how. I would not
be indelicate; I am fearful of offending,
but I feel that I must he just—now.” Site
paused.
"Speak your mind, Miss Dutt,” said he
away the carking cares of my declining
years?”
“I will, most gladly, do anything that
is proper to help you, Mr. Joree.” She
was very serious now, from sympathy.
"Then, Miss Dutt, promise me that
hereafter you will wear dresses with
pockets!”
She laughed outright. "I solemnly
promise, sir!”
"Ah. thanks! Don’t forget—and now, by
your leave, once again, ‘goodby!’ ”
"But, Mr. Joree, you have not an
swered me. Won’t you accept a slight
token before—”
“But you see my time is limited—it Is
too short, and I must—”
"I know—1 dislike to detain you, be
cause you want to go—your rehearsal, I
know—but—”
“It’s all right,” he gaylv cried, advanc
ing toward a chair without taking a
seat; “I don’t object to playing this little
farewell engagement. Yes. yes. gentle
miss, if I may make bold to call you
that, there is one little thing I want,
something, loo. that you can give, and
yet keep, something that, will make you
no poorer, but me richer, something—”
There was a faint touch of tenderness in
his tones.
"Name it. Mr.Joree.” she ardently cried;
name it. It shall he yours, if I have the
right to surrender it. Oh. what can it
be!” she sakod with distinct anxiety.
“Your sweet self,” he said with simple
earnestness.
Hosanna drew' back. "Why, what do
you mean, sir?”
“Just what I say. T have loved you
with my wdiole heart from the moment
our eyes met, and the sweet torture, to
which t alluded a moment ago. has been
growing every second. Will you be my
wife?”
"Your wife! Ob. sir. this is too sudden—
too sudden to be sincere!”
“Not one W'hit! Greater, but not truer
things, have happened in quicker time.”
“But we are strangers—and—”
“Not so. Miss Dutt. I have known you
now several moments, and. with true
love, a minute may mean a life time!
You could not be dearer to me should I
know you ten years from today.”
“Do you really mean what you say?”
“With my whole heart!”
“Alas! alas! I am pledged to another!”
“But you do not love him. Else why
that ‘Alas!’?”
“Dove him! I almost hate that man!”
“That’s right. Keep it up. It will do
you good—be a good thing for both of
us!”
“And this is my wedding day!”
Ail the mournful melody of deepest
melancholy was in that sentence.
“What!” exclaimed the lover.
“Yes. we are to be married at 7 o'clock
this evening.”
"Oh, I see. a sort of obey orders mili
tary match,” said lie, bitterly'.
“No, not exactly that, but one in obe
dience to the wishes of my dear, dear
parents. N. O. T. Spivins is the man
of their choice—not mine,” was the em
phatic response.
“Rich broker, I suppose?” queried Mr.
Joree.
“Far from it! An awkward, poky, sad-
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Don’t he a bit backward. There may be
something in it for both of us!”
“1 feel, Mr. Joree.” said Hosanna, em
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offer you something more substantial
thank mere thanks. You certainly de
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He looked her gravely in the face, and
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“Worse and worse!” muttered Joree.
“Oh, I had almost rather die than marry
that man.” she exclaimed, convulsively.
"Just think of being condemned to sit
opposite that somber, slender being in
solemn black all my life!”
“The outlook is gloomy—and he'll ex
pect you to hear him preach every Sun
day, too.”
“Yes. yes—still that is nothing compared
to living with one that one has no love
for. But it must be done! It is my fate,”
resignedly said the girl, growing prettier,
in her deep sadness, every moment; "and
the hour is fast approaching which will
mark ttie funeral of my happiness on
earth.”
"That hour shall never come,” sajd Mr.
Joree, and he brought his hat hand down
with hot emphasis on the back of a chair.
The hat was mashed and the comedian
jarred his person. "That is to say if I
live till half past 6. Yes,” he mused, “I
can get ready by that time. I want to
make- my will, you see, and attend to
some other little matters, and then—” He
could not divorce the serious and the
jocular.
Hosanna, who hung upon every word
as the bee hangs upon the flower,
eagerly, echoed him:
“Then ?”
“Why, then. I’ll marry you, myself!
with your kind permission. Even if I did
not love yon better than my life, I would
deem it my duty to save you from this
awful fate! A divinity student on half
pay for such a girl as you—whew!” and
Mr. Joree twirled his icane with re
freshing disdain.
"Do .you mean it?” Her head bent
forward—her great eyes searched his
soul.
“Am I alive?" he asked almost in
tones of rebuke.” Why, with all my
soul, I m
pink on
light in-
tales i n
•an it. Your quivering life, ilie
.our velvet checks, the ft nder
your glorious eyes—sweet tell
your heart—all say that you
lear—’
and mine fore
-i’t—not—so? my
! T will! J will!”
r bands and pressed
will be mine
past six! Is
“It is! It i:
He took In
vsith pa sfIii
looked unutterable fondness in his face!
“Then,”' almost hissed ffie comedian,
“then do I shatter their impious scheme
to load your life with N. (). T. Spivins!”
lie chastely kissed 'her fair brow.—“and
i.nink, ah. think, my love, the hour of
our nuptial will give us full thirty min
utes to spare! We must be swift,
though. (Minutes are gems—nay. every
second is a diamond which bhizcs our
way to bliss!"
"True, true,” said the girl, blushing
through tears of joy,” but how shall we
manage? My parents '■•il! soon return.
How shall 1 elude then*?”
“That’s easy. Your bridal tires? is at
hand?”
“Yes. made lo wed Spivins, but to be
worn for Joree.—all except the veil,”
••Bet tiie veil .go! It is cruelty to hu
man eyes to hide a face like yours! \\ ell,
('on your dress at six. and, when you
hear the door bell speak three times,
run down as if to meet Spivins. I'll he
there with a carriage. In both will
jump, and off we’ll roll to a waiting
r arson. Before you are missed wo x\ III
be man and wife.”
“Oh, my good angel,” and she gave
him a rapturous kiss, “just rir.g the
bell, and cupid will do the rest!”
"And now goodby till six.
"Goodby till six.”
And as Jefferson Joree drew Hosanna
Dutt to him in a quick embrace near
the center of the room Jeremiah and
Jerusha Dutit, the parents of the girl,
appeared in the doorway. They had
seen the demonstration of lightning-
like affection.
“Heaven, my parents!” whispered Ho
sanna as the lovers melted apart.
“Heavens, her parents!" echoed Joree.
Jeremiah leveled his glasses at Joree.
"Is that N. O. T. Spivins?” he asked
with forced calmness.
“Oh, no,” replied Jerusha, “Spivins
would nevTr be guilty of such gloss
misconduct. Besides, J heard the words,
•Goodby till six.’ Spivins could not have
uttered them, for he is not due till seven.
This evidently means an elopemtnt—but
scheme!” She turned
What creature is
Joree. “No answer!
Oh, you shall suffer
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Coffee does not set up disease with ail
people using it, on the other hand it ab
solutely does create disease in thousands
and thousands of cases perfectly well au- j her face in silent shame,
thenticated and traceable directly to cof
fee and nothing else.
This statement may hurt the feelings
of some coffee drinkers, but the facts are
exactly what they are.
Make inquiry of some of your coffee
drinking friends and you may be certain
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from ten days to a month, don’t change
the food in any other way but give them
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whether coffee has been the trouble or
not will be placed before you in .unmis
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A young lady in the St. Mary’s Acad
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teachers suffered a long while from in
digestion. She was a coffee drinker. She
became worse steadily and finally was
reduced to a point where the stomach uid
not retain any food, then electricity tvas
iried but without avail. She, of course,
grew weak very fast and the doctor said
the case was practically incurable.
“About that time I was attracted to a
statement in one of the papers regarding
the poisonous effect of coffee and the
value of Postum Food Coffee. The state
ment was not extravagant but couched in
terms that won my confidence and arous
ed me to the belief that it was true. I
persuaded our teacher to leave off the
morning cup of coffee altogether and use
Postum Food Coffee.
"A change took place. She began to
get better. She has now regained hep
strength and is able to eat almost every
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we will smash the
upon Hosanna:
"Shame on you
that?” pointing ai
Who is he, J say?
for this.”
Hosanna was confusion itself: her head
bowed. Joree looked like a lamb led to
the slaughter,
“Jerusha!” called her husband.
"Jeremiah!” responded his wife.
“Remember, you are a parson's wife.”
“Yes, Jeremiah, 111 remember.'*
Mr. Dutt looked at Joree with sup
pressed ferocity.
"Yes. sir. who are you?’ advancing to
ward Joree. who retreated, "and how
dare you enter my house and take liber
ties with my daughter? Speak, you rep
robate. or I’ll grind you to powder!” He
gritted his teeth, and, with hands clutch
ing at the air, advanced threateningly.
"Jeremiah!” called the wife. He
stopped and turned.
“Jerusha!” he replied.
’’Remember that you are a parson. Do
nothing unseemly.”
“Yes, Jerusha—I won't.”
He glared at Joree, who, knowing not
what to say, was silent.
“Speak, I say.”
With this Jeremiah uttered a compro
mise between a growl and a howl. Then
he was quiet, but looking circular saws
at the cowering comedian.
Jerusha now started toward Hosanna.
“Speak, girl, I command you! Who
is that wretch with whom you have
dared to unsex yourself in sight of your
parents? \\ ho is he? What means this
shameful scene? Oh, T could tear. you
where you stand.” Her tone and manner
suggested a temporary tigress.
“Jgrusha!”
"Jeremiah!”
“Don't lose your decorum, dear.”
”1 won't, pet.”
Mr. Dutt went right up to Joree, who
backed into a corner, his face looking
comical even in its despair.
“Who. and what are you, you scape-
pi ace? \\ hat means it that you thus em
brace my daughter nailer our own roof-
tree? Speak, ropsco llion, speak. lest f
prepare for your funeral upon the in
stant!”
He was just on the point of throttling
the comedian when a restraining voice
called—a voice which sounded to Joree
like an angel’s in its mercy:
“Jeremiah!”
“Jerusha!**
“Don't lose your dignity, dearie!”
“1 won’t, birdie.”
Jerusha weakened-.—in fact, became al
most tearful as she asked Hosanna:
“Who is he, daughter? Tell your moth
er!” She bent over Hosanna, who hi.l
What does all
this mean? She will not speak, l'or very
shame!”
So saying, Jerusha turned away, and.
sinking into a chair, sobbed: “Oh, that I
should have lived to be deceived by my
only child!”
Then she sobbed convulsively.
There was fire in Jeremiah’s eye, and
thunder in his voice, as he made mena
cing jectures at Joree.
“How dare you invade the sanctity of
our home! What brought you here, you
unblushing villain? Oh, that 1 could
demolish you at one fell swoop!”
But he did not, for his better half now,
weepingly, called:
“Jeremiah! Jeremiah'”
The husband broke down, too, exclaim
ing:
"Jerusha! Oh, Jerusha!”
They met in the center of the room and
e m'braced.
Jerusha, still sobbing, inquired ol her
sympathetic lord:
“Are they dumb? Why on earth don’t
they speak? If they would only say
something! ’
Mr. Joree knew his cue.
had lulled. He coaxed up his courage,
but there was tremclo in his voice as he
pleaded:
“Please, sir, „
his life—just don’t hurt me, and 111 tell
all!”
“Out with it, then; out with it. sav
agely said Jeremiah.
"Yes. don’t hurt him, hell tell all.
Hosanna exclaimed after her lover had
broken the ice.
“Why don’t you tell it, yourself, you
deceiver,” almost snarled Jerusha.
“I’m not to blame!” ventured Joree.
“No—he’s not to blame—I'm the guilty
one, if guilty one there be.” Came in
confessional tones from Hosanna.
“Oh, you arc, are you?" and Jerusha
looked at her in holy horrors.
”1 am innocent,” said Joree growing
bolder and advancing from tbe corner.
"Don’t hurt him, Mr. Joree, don't hurt
him.” said Hosanna, evidently afraid of
a collision.
“I wouldn’t harm a hair of his bald
head—beg • pardon—I mean simply his
head,” was the reply, quakingly spoken.
“I reckon not. you rascal,” sniffed Jere
miah. still bottling with the melting
mood.
“No, I should say not. not while I’m on
earth,” simpered Jerusha the waves of
whose sobs had dwindled to ripples.
“Well, out with it, out with it. sir!”
was the stern demand of Jeremiah.
“Just caim yourselves, and he’ll ex
plain.” was the inoptune remark of Ho
sanna.
"Shut up. vou vixen,” cried Jerusha,
"this minute!”
Hosanna collapsed.
"Hear me!” pleaded Mr. .Toree pointed
ly, “a boy snatched her purse on the
street. I caught him, recovered it.
brought It to her,” here he faltered fear
fully, "and—and—we fell in love at first
sight. That’s all!”
"Y'es, and it’s the whole truth,” cor
roborated Hosanna, doggedly. “We just
couldn’t help it—could we, Mr. Jore'> 9 ”
"No, yes, no—that’s it—we just couldn't
help it! That settles it,” answered Joree
still on the alert for acute developments
Jeremiah and Jerusha looked from Ho
sanna to Joree in scorn.
“And you tell us this to our very teeth.”
asked Jerusha.
“Yes, I do. mother,” said Hosanna,
“it’s the truth—and, you know, you al
ways taught me to speak the truth—
and—”
Jeremiah broke in sternly: “What's your
name, sir?”
"Jefferson Joree.”
“Your business?”
Mr. Joree trembled vioently as lie an
swered:
“I—am—an—actor—if you please, sir, a—
comedian."
“Have mercy on my child, and save
her!” was Jerusha's simple prayer.
Jeremiah raised his right arm as if La
strike:
“Don’t defile yourself by touching a
play-actor, Jeremiah, don’t!” his wile
added.
Jeremiah sprang to his feet and with
mingled contempt and rage, fairly
shouthed:
“Out of my sight! Get thee to Ge
henna, thou son of Satan!”
Gnashing his teeth, he continued:
“Thy very sight is pestilential!”
Instantly dropping to commonplace
phrases in his anger he hissed: “Get out
of my house this instant and keep out,
forever, you barn stormer!”
The old parson had partially hidden his
face behind his hands, and was making
a side movement toward Joree, wh i
dodged around him and made for the
door:
“Go!” yelled Jeremiah, ’’before I com
mit—”
“Stop! Stop! Jeremiah,” begged his
wife.
“Oh, father, please don’t strike him!”
pleaded Hosanna, and both females, by
a neat flank movement, headed Jere
miah off.
“Spare me!” cried Joree, who was near
ing the door, “spare me for the profes
sion’s sake. I’m a legitimate comedian—
and there are only two of us left: I'i 1
not elope with your daughter. I swear
it!” and with that he made the quickest
exit on record.
“Spare him! No—we'll not elope! ’
screamed H-osanna, who was on the point
of swooning, but didn't, as .she saw
Joree’s coat-tail following him through
the hall.
“Hook to the girl!” commanded Jere
miah, whose wild career was checks
by Hosanna's outcry, and Joree's safe
exit.
“Oh, yes, I’il look to her.'
joined Jerusha, with majestic
to your room, miss—go! You
leave it save to be the bride
Spivins!”
Without a word Hosanna ma
quick time, followed closely b
doubtable mother.
Jerusha soon returned. She
parson pacing the room iiko
lion. ITe paused, and said to
pressively:
“Jerusha, say nothing
Spivins.”
“Not for worlds!” was
and comprehensive reply.
“Did you talk her in?”
“That t did.”
‘What did she say?”
“Dum as an oyster!”
“Book mad. or cry?”
“Looked mighty mad.”
“Well?”
“Well?”
“Never heard of such se.indalnu
duet in my life," was Jeremiab'.-
ment.
“Never,” remarked Jortifhn.
enough to make the angels weep.”
“Yes,” assented he reverently, “hut let
us hope they didn't see it.”
“If they did they turned their
sure,” confidently affirmed the lady. “Oh.
that rascal. ’
“Name him not, Jerusha. I.et us pray
never to Took upon his like again.”
“Phew! it so upset me tha.t r forgot
to take off my bonnet,” observed Jerusha,
removing her headgear, “and now it's
nearly time to get ready for the wed
ding.”
“Right,” and Jeremiah looked at
watch—his mind still too flurried to i
the big clock on the mantel. “Spivins
be here at 7 sharp, and I must look c
firmly
mein,
u shall
died
‘Go
nd the
tamed
■r, im-
>f Ah:
her
‘It’s
his
ill
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