Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 92, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 April 1913 — He is Four and She Three, So the Wedding Fails [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

He is Four and She Three, So the Wedding Fails

CHICAGO. —He was a Utile b6y four years old and she was only three, and so— ■■■ .—^7tvSergeant Volt slowly unllmbered himself from his stool and craned his body halfway over the desk of the Oak Park police station. Thus ensconced he was able to look down the other afternoon upon the upturned faces jrf the station’s two visitors. "I wanta be married,” Dgvis Enderson piped upward, “an’ she wansa he married, too.” The tiny would-be bride hung her head in becoming modesty. , “Ugh huh,” she whispered at the floor, "please.” “She’s Mil-dred Guterson,” Davis explained, “an’ if you’ll hurry up .’cause we’ve got ten chil-drens an’—oh, yes, an’ a piece of ginger cake an’ a cup an’ sau-cer.” Awed by such a remarkable preparation for wedded bliss, Sergeant Volt •only could gasp out a single word: •“Why?” “'Cause she ast me to," the wouldhe bridegroom said with candor, and the little girl admitted it unblushingly. “An’ we’ll have a nice house all paln-ted up pret-ty,” the happy brlde-groom-to-be confided, “an’ a baby that

goes ’squeak-squeak’ when y’ press ’ls tummy.” Miss Mildred Interrupted with: “An’— an' Jes’ lots of pretty mud pies.” The last bit of the planning was done by the would-be bridegroom. Hs fondly called the sergeant’s attention to the fact that in his household there would be no face washing any more. “Or not b’hin’ th’ ears, anyway," he was declaiming positively, when George Guterson, stem parent of the would-be bride, rushed into the station. And thus the short honeymoon came to its waning. At the gate to her home, 944 North Park avenue. Miss Guterson raised her tiny lips and kissed her almost-husband a fond farewell.