Jasper County Democrat, Volume 19, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 July 1916 — JOHN ROBINSON A BENEDICT [ARTICLE]

JOHN ROBINSON A BENEDICT

Member of Co. M Married at Indianapolis Monday Afternoon. John E. Rob’nson of Rensselaer, youngest son of Mrs. George M. Robinson of Rensselaer, and Miss Beulah Kendall, who has been employed at the Makeever hotel, were married at Indianapolis last Monday afternoon. The Indianapolis Star of Tuesday had the following mention of the marriageAn honest-to-goodness war bride, a stalwart soldier in neat-fitting khaki

and a versatile reporter who was villain and hero, too, figured in an almost tragic wartime comedy-drama in the Marion county court house and its matrimonial environs yesterday afternoon. The action of this thrilling unphotographed drama in real life began before the desk of Russell P. Jewett, marriage license clerk in the offices of the county clerk, when John E. Robinson of Rensselaer, Ind., a member of Co. M, Third regiment of infantry of the Indiana national guard. approached Jewett with Beulah E. Kendall, also of Rensselaer, and made application for a marriage license. A wedding that had been planned for a month hence had been hastily arranged, Robinson's uniform brought much attention to his bride and himself and by the time the license had been made out practically all of the employes of the main floor of the court house had gathered around. With head erect and with his prospective bride on his arm, Robinson made a sally into the corridor only to be accosted by the party of the third part, the reporter and the writer of this painful narrative, who began to ply the soldier-bridegroom with the usual of the profession. Feeling the clasp of fingers upon his arm, Robinson saw only a villian in regulation black mustache (and the villian couldn’t grow a black mustache with Wizard hair restorer) in front of him. “Begone! We’ll have none of this notoriety,” was the mumbling threat of Robinson, and, as it was supported by a suggestion of biceps artillery fire, the reporter saw tactical advan tage in retreat. Robinson evidently had reconnoitered earlier in the day, for without a moment's hesitation the valiant two strode across Delaware street and entered the offices of Squire Monte C. Fiscus. The reporter trailed the enemy in the meantime h" ing nothing else to do, and boldly ascended the steps toward the squire’s offices. . On the top step he was met by the squire himself, who was out in search of a witness, and was led into the marriage parlors, and before any treaties of Ghent had even been suggested the villian of pad and ipencll had attached his signature to the marriage license. Just then the soldier took his bride’s right hand at the direction of Squire Fiscus, and the next minute the villian without a black mustache was shaking hands with his two erstwhile enemies.