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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (May 22, 1904)
1 titan Man Elopes. IOHN M'CANN of Jersey City, a former Pennsylvania railroad brskeinan, 'whose legs were cut off by the wheels of a freight car two years ago, eloped In an Invalid's chair with Miss Mary Itetlly of the name city. lie wan wheeled to the city hall by Bernard McCabe, a friend, who promised to see him married by Mayor Fagan. Mrs. Kate O'Neill, McCann's sinter, saw her brother and sweetheart leave the house. She suspected that they were going to be married and followed, arriving at the mayor's office as Clerk Stephen Fitzgerald was filling out the customary papers before the ceremony. The mayor was busy at the time In another room. Mrs. O'Neill ran Into the outer office and exclaimed: "ThiH marriage must not take place. They're cousins and my mother ays she protests against it." Mayor Fagan promptly said that under the circumstances he would not perform the ceremony, and Fitzgerald carried the message to McCann. The legless man lost bis temper and did nut quiet down until after he had been carried out of the office, lie said that he would get married by a Justice of the peace even If his entire family kicked. "I am 27 years old," he said, "and I guess I know my own mind. I love my cousin and she loves me, and If we get married It isn't anybody else's business." Mrs. O'Neill followed the pair as they left the city hall, saying that the wedding wouldn't take place If she could help It. Lover Shows Ills firlt. A pnlr of pistols, a girl In love, a daring lovor, an irate father, and two belligerent brothers, is enough of a combination to make a tempestous romance and they did. F. M. Klger of Germanton, N. C, loved and was beloved by Mis Lulu Covington, daughtrr of Mr. Charles Covington of the same place. On April 1 Urn young couple eloped to Greensboro to wed, but a telegram from the obstinate dad to court officials stopped the event. Then Klger took his sweetheart to his home, where she visited the Klger family two days, until sho was forced by an officer to return to her father's home. Hut Klper Hrnird himself, appeared with two 4t-callher pistols at the Covington home. The fnthrr and two sons, armed with mus kets, appeared,' and ordered Klger to get away, but Klger didn't, and the Cov lligrnus fired over his head. Then Klger and his pistols got Into action. He covered the Covlngtons with the two revolvers and they took to the woods. Then Klger got Miss I.ultt from the house, drove to Dennis station, Forsyth county, and went on the train to Marttnsvillo, Va., where they were married. All Declined to Marry. There Is a Sunday school class of seven girls In a Philadolphia church, and last Sunday they met together for the first time since July. Their ages range from 18 to Zl years. The first one to arrive greeted two as they came In with the word "Engaged?" And In a few minutes the place souudtd like a bird store. The fourth one hurried In out of breath and gasped: "Hud a great time, but an old duffer of 40 spoiled all my vacation by asking me to marry him. And be bad a bald head!" There was a burst of laughter and the fifth one entered. "Did you have a good Urns, MyrtleT" was asked. "Fine. liut I had the funniest experi ence. I'upa's partner asked me to marry blm. He had the cuteut little bald spot you ever did Bee!" No. E heard this aa she en tered, and exclaimed: "I met an awful nice man, except his hair waa all gone. Yea, he wanted me to marry him, too." 'While waiting for the last member of the class to arrive, the first girl acknowledged: "A man with loads, of money wanted to marry me, but the top of his head looks motheaten. No damaged goods for me!" A tall, pensive girl strolled in as the laughter ceased, and was assailed with questions. "Oh, my vacation's spoiled, " she said. "I'm not working." "How Is that?" her friends murmured sympathetically. "It's too bad." "Just because I wouldn't let my employer marry me and call me 'wifle' the bald headed old coot fired me." All this Is true, for a real mean reporter heard It. He has Invited a foot ball team who, although poor In pocket, are rich in hirsute adornment, to come and get salva tion in that Sunday school every Sunday afternoon. Tested Ills llrlde-to-He. A plain, honest-looking young farmer two weeks ago took board In the family of Mrs. Marlanna Green, at Norfolk, Conn., telling; her that he was "pretty particular." "I guess this place will suit you," said the old lady. "My granddaughter, Georgi anna, keeps honse for me." Ho smacked his lips at the first meal and praised Miits Georgianna. Dinners and sup pers came and went, and the young farmer seemed mightily pleased. But one day a dinner came that tickled his palate more than all the rest. The apple pie at the end wus a marvel. "That certainly was the best pie I ever set my teeth In," he said to the charmed Georgianna after the meal. "How soon will you be ready to pack up and start for North Dakota?" Geornlanna looked at him In amazement. Then she remembered a farmer In Angus ville, N. D., she had corresponded with for two years, but hnd never seen. "Aro you Frederick Dalrymplc?" she gasped; "are you the man that got my photograph, and that has been writing all those letters to me?" "That's who I be," came the triumphant answer. "Let's make It tonight," he sug gested. Georgianna was willing and the wedding took place. November and September Wed. D. M. Smyth of Los Angeles, a noted In ventor, who la 71 years old, has caused a social surprise, in which Interest will be taken all over the United States, by an nouncing his engagement to wed Mrs. II. M. Singer, widow of the famous sewing machine Inventor, whose name is a house hold word In Europe nnd America. Mrs. Singer, who la C5 yenrs old and possessed of millions, admits the engagement, but avoids talking on the subject. Mr. Smyth, who formerly lived for fifteen years in Pasadena, left a hotel there a few days ago for the east. He took early a score of friends Into bis confidence, told them of the happiness In store for him and said that Mrs. Singer will follow him shortly to his country place In the White mountains, where the marriage will take place. Mr. Smyth has recently Invested much money In a book gathering machine, which Is the combination of many of his patents. Ills Inventions In connection with the book sewing machine revolutionised that branch of industry. He is accredited with the Invention of the gimlet screw, for which a paten wai never taken out, Mr. Smyth giving it to the world. The method of decorating shoes with fancy stitching was made possible by a needle which Mr. Smyth devised. Mr. Smyth has four eons, and also had a daughter, who died a few years ago. The sons are living in the east. Mrs. Smyth died about seven years ago. Silent Smith" to Marry. So far as the most authentic society gos sip in New York goes, it is the Intention of James Henry Smith "Silent" Smith, as he Is generally called to Install a bride In his newest home, the William C. Whitney mansion at Sixty-eighth street and Fifth avenue. Mr. Smith maintains his usual reticence about this rumor, as well as about his other personal affairs. He never talks about them even to his closest friends. Mrs. Stuyvesant Fish, Mrs, Thomas Hastings and a few other matrons of high society, who are so frequently seen during the season In "Silent" Smith's box at the opera or riding in the park In his royal blue coach, find him a very com panionable and chatty person about everything excepting himself. On that point he is as silent as the sphinx. And it pleases him greatly to have it so un derstood. The woman talked of In the case is the charming Brooklyn widow, Mrs. Samuel Sloan Chauncey. She has been a friend of "Silent" Smith for many years. She is at present in England. Mr. Smith Is go ing abroad as usual this summer to his English shooting box. It is said that he will entertain a house party of Americans there and that Mra. Chauncey will be among them. rats O. K, on His Wife. Here Is the certificate of character given to Mlas Blanche Do Cou by the Rev, George W. Brownback. of Beading, Pa., when he led her to the ultar and made her the chatelaine of his parsonage, the wedding being the culmination of a two years' search by the bridegroom for "the Ideal wife." Hair Dark. Eyes Da rk. Health Al. Financial Standing-Sufficient. Speech Soft as the Bummer b:erze. Flcmuklng A past master at the art. Cake Building An artist of the first water. Age Between "sweet 16" and "attractive 30." Brcadmaklng She simply puts mother to shame. Manners Not a "street angel" and "house devil." Kitchen Queen The best that ever ruled a realm. Meat Cooking Expert with the oven, Skillet, and pot. Smile lingering and of the kind that won't coma off. Temper Fair to sunshiny, with no squalls In sight. Religious Inclinations The proper amount of piety. Gossip Abhorent as holy water is to a subterranean dweller. Disposition Obedient. giving husband, right of way over mother. Family ConnectionsNot burdened with one who would be troublesome mother-in-law. Ideals Her husband, his wit, his wisdom, bis beauty, bis sense, his character, his everything' else. This most happy union of the seeker and the sought proves the old saying that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach Is true. Mr. Brownback admits that he did not know he had met his af finity until he had met her pies and cake and bread and they were his. Then hs suddenly awoke to the fact that it waa a case of love at first sight. Another help ing of pie confirmed htm In this belief, and the second slab of angel cake waa simply all convincing. Then he told the publisher of the matri monial paper In which his "ad." with its detailed plans and specifications of the Ideal wife was appearing to kill It, as he had landed his prize. Then Blanche wrote him "the most beau tiful letters" he received from any of tha 1,200 young women who read in hl3 list of requirements a perfect pen portrait of themselves. So the reverend gentleman was assured of the best of fodder while at home and the ne plus ultra of correspond ence when he should happen to be absent from the family roof. Now he says he Is glad to be at rest and he will feel still gladder and more rest ful if those of his 1,200 correspondents who haven't quit writing him letters full of hope and sweet nothings would stop squan dering their money on scented note paper and postage stamps. He is a married man now and doesn't think it Is quite right. In this he is cordially supported by his "ideal." Married In a Tree Top. Near Red Rock, Pa,, lived Miss Emma Swanzer and her accepted suitor, Charles Bongs. Recently they went to Great Bend to attend the wedding of one of their friends and quarreled. When It came time to go home Rev. Mr. Hunter of Gray's Comers joined them. In a field adjoining the road was a fero cious Texas steer, the property of Farmer Ostcrhaut. At the farther end of the field there Is a set of bars and the trio reached the orposite side of the exit, ignorant of their Impending danger, a second or so ahead of the steer Bangs gave the cry of alarm nnd ran for some trees, a few feet ahead, closely fol lowed by Miss Swanzer and the preacher. Bangs shinned up one and Miss Swanzer proved her agility by climbing another, as sisted by the preacher, who gave her a lift before he sought safety In another tree. The Infuriated nnlmal ran around nnd around the trees, never stopping. Thinking tills an excellent time to reconcile the pnlr, the minister began. His work was done, however, almost before he hud begun. The couple desired to be married then nnd thtre, thinking they were to meet a tragio death, and the minister married them. The Texas steer bellowed the wedding march. When he hnd concluded, Farmer Osterhaut and his two sons drove up with a load of furniture from Blnghamton. An explana tion was hastily spoken, the bride and bridegroom and minister were transferred to the wagon, and the Joyful party drove to Mr. Bangs' home, where there was merry making. Only the Fourth. A western clergyman, having performed the marriage ceremony for a couple, under took to write out the usual certificate, but, being in doubt as to the day of the month, he asked: "This is the 9th, Is It not?" "Why, parson," said the blushing bride, "you do all ray marrying, and you ought to remember that this is only the fourth."