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Show 9 TOO MUCH FOR NEWBRIDE. Henry's Mental Powers Collapsed When Put to the Test. "Henryt dear," said Mrs. Nowbrlde to her husband tho other morning, "I wish, If It won't bo too much trouble, dear, that you'd bring mo homo a yard or orange ribbon this evening. "I don't want It so very wide or so very narrow; something between an Inch and an Inch and a half, or t most an Inch and three-quarters, will oo about right. ''Ho sure and get a pretty shade ot oiango, dear: nnd I'd prefer It with ono side satin nnd tho other gros-gialn, gros-gialn, although all satin or all gros-grain gros-grain will do; but 1 think you can easily get tho other If you look about a little; and bo sure, dear, not to get plcquot edged ribbon, but ono with lust a plain corded edge; and don't set a remnant; nnd don't get any Bhado but orange; not a real vivid orange, either, but a pleco that will look well with palo green; and don't pay too much for It; nnd don't get rea, or blue, or greon, or pink by mistake. You won't forget, will you, dear? I must havo tho ribbon to-njght." Was It any wonder that when tho dated Henry came homo ho brought threo yards of sky bluo watered rib-lion, rib-lion, or that, when his wife saw It, sho sank Into n chair and gasped out: "Why Jlenry Nowbrlde!" Tit-nits. |