Rensselaer Republican, Volume 14, Number 6, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 October 1881 — Marrying in Chicago. [ARTICLE]

Marrying in Chicago.

.r’euehjpe Btfgging lived In Boston. Her fetherharfgsJ ned areat riohee by seUing codfMa.. He baiTfofffl&riy been a profeasor at Harvard, bat wen t into mercantile life that he might amass wealth and build a telescope eo powerful that his thedry o* tbe. sun [a spots would be proven true and his enemies humbled. When the money was Secured he had forgotten about the telescope. Utenelope aa* Jbls only ehiVd, and sLe loved -her father dearly, Xlse*mg him fondly iver f - evening after bebad come from his store and changed his clothes. She was not partial to codfl h. r»—■ t.'r.ltU; . i

One day Penelope was seated alone In her boudoir (Boston fer room) reading a treatise oa horizontal cleavage in red sandstone, when dytemnestra Quirk came in. The two girie chatted for a while pn the progress of rationalism In Europe. T. * : you' Seeff that, drthing, Mr. West from phjeago recently, Pen?” asked Clvtemnestrai suddenly, changing the subject of oon versatloii. ; , A bright flush ,map tied the girl’s as she said softly, “l am going to marry him.” ■ i Not a word was spoken for at least a second. Then Miss Quirk said, “Wny do you marry this naan ? ’ VLet me tell you,,’ replie<L-Penelope. “You know lam cultured-,—too much so, perhaps. . When, therefore, Mr. West Invited mo. soon alter his arrival in Boston, to attend one of tbe Wednesday organ concerts, I consented, little bnowingwhat awaited me.

•• yy neu me nrai piece was over ( remember it was the ‘Tannhauser overture), I sat quite still, the tears rdned down my face, but no words would come. Then it was I knew in an instant how perfectly sympathetic were my companion and myself; if he bad at that moment uttered one of the 00m monplace or conventional critic isms one bears so often, I should have hated him fotevef. But he did notj he only said, very quietly, after I had recovered myself a little, ‘I am so thankful that yptl heard it first With the,’ aud I replied, ‘lf only it might last forever* ” . | , Two \freeks lhfer the marriage took place, and Penelope is noW a resident of Chicago. The wild, free life of the gulden west suits her exactly; and oil Monday afternoons when she (a hanging out tbe clothes, and the southwest breezi-s hum merrily through the clothes pius in her mouth, and careens her eyeglasses to Leeward, she Jbink© of tbe Wagner concert, and says softly to herself, “After all, I can still tread on the cat’s tail when the feeling 0/ loneliness comes over me."