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Amarilly of Clothes-line Alley

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Mrs. Hubbleston, resplendent in a glittering jetted gown, came into the

kitchen to see that things were progressing properly.

"Ain't you flustered?" asked Amarilly, looking at her in awe.

"Land, no, child! I have been married four times before this, you see,

so it comes natural. There goes the doorbell. It must be Mr. Jimmels and

the minister."

In a few moments she returned to the kitchen for sympathy.

"I am so disappointed," she sighed, "but then, I might have expected

something would happen. It always does at my weddings."

"What is it?" asked Amarilly, apprehensive lest the wedding might be

declared off.

"I've been married once by a Baptist minister, once by a Methodist, and

the third time by a Congregationalist; last time a Unitarian tied the

knot. So this once I thought I would have an Episcopal, because their

white robe lends tone. And Rev. Mr. Woodthorn has come without his. He

says he never brings it to the house weddings unless specially

requested. He lives clear across the city, and the carriage has gone

away."

"Oh, I have a surplus!" cried Amarilly enthusiastically. "I'll telephone

our grocer. Milt's ahelpin' him to-night, and he can ride over here on

the grocer's wheel and fetch it."

"Why, how in the world did you come by such a thing as a surplice?"

asked the widow in surprise.

Amarilly quickly explained, and then telephoned to her brother.

"He says he'll be over here in a jiffy," she announced. "And ain't it

lucky, it's jest been did up clean!"

"My, but that's fortunate! It'll be the making of my wedding. I shall

give you a dollar for the use of it, the same as those others did."

"No!" objected Amarilly. "Ill be more than glad to let you hev it arter

your givin' me this fine dress."

"I'll have Mr. Jimmels pay you for it. He can take a dollar out of the

fee for the minister. It will serve him right for not bringing all his

trappings with him."

Amarilly's sense of justice was appeased by this arrangement. She went

into the double parlors to witness the ceremony, which gave her a few

little heart thrills.

"Them words sounds orful nice," she thought approvingly. "The Boarder

and Lily Rose must hev an Episcopal fer to marry them. I wonder if I'll

ever get to Miss King's and Mr. St. John's weddin' or Mr. Derry's; but I

guess he'll never be married. He jokes too much to be thinkin' of sech

things." Then came the thought of her own wedding garment awaiting its

destiny.

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