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Show GETTING NERVE. A View or the Itrldiil Clmmber to Give 1 1 1 in Ciuirajju. "(Jot any bi-khil chambers here?" asked a tall, awkward youns" man with , an ancient carpetsack in one hand, a frightened look on his face, a black slouch hat on his hoad, and 'vearinp a hand-me-down suit of faded brown. Tie was from some interior town of M issouri. "Yes, sir; we have some very fine bridal chambers here," replied Chief Clerk Cunningham. "Waal, I want ter look at 'era, fer I've got to engage ore of 'em," said the stranger. "All right, just step this way, please," said Mr. Cunningham, who called an assisLant and gave the order: "Show this gentleman the bridal chambers." The stranger investigated the bridal chambers for half an hour and then returned to the counter downstairs and said to Mr. Cunningham: "Gollyl those rooms air ez lovely ez a pasiur' lot in 1'aradise! Now, they air the finest 3'ou have, air tliey?" "Yes, sir, they are the finest in the city, and are good enough for a millionaire mil-lionaire anil his bride." "Waal, I'm much obliged fer all the trouble ynu've gone to. I'll be in next week, 1 s'pose, an' take one uv 'em," the stranger said, moving off. "Oh, you did not wish to engage a bridal chamber to-day?" said Mr. Cunningham, Cun-ningham, in surprise. The young stranger almost jumped out of his brogans. "Cior.hamighty, mister!" he exclaimed, "I han't ast the gal yit. I'm jist a-doin a-doin this to get my nerve up so's I can go back home an' pop th' question to 'er." St. Louis Republic. |