Didn't Fit In Somehow.
They were celebrating their silver wedding, and, of course, the couple were happy and Very affectionate. '-Yes,' said the husband, 1 this is the only woman I ever loved. I shall never forget the first time I ever proposed tb her.' ' How did you do it V burst out a young man who had been tqueezing a pretty girl'a hand in the corner. They all laUghfed; and he blushed ; but the girl carried it ofi bravely. ' Well, I remember aa well as if it were yesterday. It was way back in Maine. We bad been ont on a picnic, and she and I got wandering alone. Don't you remember, tny dear?' The wife nodded and amiled. 'We sat ori the trunk of an old tree, You haven't forgotten, love, bave yon?' The wife nodded again, 'B}ie began writing in the dust with the point of her paraßol, You recall it, sweet, don't you ? Ihe wife nodded again. ' She wrote her name, 'Minnie, 'and I said let me put the otber name to it. And I took the parasol, and wrote my nameSmith— after it.' * How lovely I' broke out a little maid who was beaming in a suspicions way on a tall chap with a blonde moustache. ' And ahe took back the parasol, and wrote below it, 'No, I won't.' And we went home. You remember it, darling, I gee yon do.' Then he kissed her, and the company murmured sentimentally, wasn't it pretty. The guests bad all departed, and the happy couple were left alone. 4 Wasn't it nice, Minnie, to see all our friends Around us ao happy?' 'Yes, it was. But, JohD, that reminiscence I ' ' Ah, it seems as if it had only been yesterday.' ' Yes, dear , there are only two things you're wrong about in that story.' 'Wrong? Oh, no 1' 'John, I'm sorry you told that story, because I never went toa picnic with you before we were married ; I was never in Maine in my life, aud I never refused you.' 'My darling, you must be wrong 1 ' ' I'm not wroDg, Mr Smith. I have an excellent memory, and, although we have been married twenty -five years, I'd like to know who that minx Minnie waa. You never told me about her before,' I guess shell forgive him ; but I don't know if she'll forget. — Ban Francisco Chronicle.
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Southland Times, Issue 9574, 20 July 1887, Page 4
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398Didn't Fit In Somehow. Southland Times, Issue 9574, 20 July 1887, Page 4
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