She can play divinely, and write delightful songs, I'll acknowledge; but what is that when a man is hungry, or has lost a button?
"Billy has had her own way, and had everything she wanted for years now--a rather dangerous preparation for marriage, especially marriage to a fellow like Bertram who has had _his_ own way and everything _he's_ wanted for years.

Pray, what's going to happen when those ways conflict, and neither one gets the thing wanted?
"And think of her ignorance of cooking--but, there! What's the use?
They're married now, and it can't be helped.
"Mercy, what a letter I've written! But I, had to talk to some one; besides, I'd promised I to let you know how matters stood as soon as I could.

As you see, though, my trip East has been practically useless.

I saw the wedding, to be sure, but I didn't prevent it, or even postpone it--though I meant to do one or the other, else I should never have made that tiresome journey half across the continent at two hours' notice.
"However, we shall see what we shall see.

As for me, I'm dead tired.
Good night.
"Affectionately yours, "KATE." Quite naturally, Mrs.Kate Hartwell was not the only one who was thinking that evening of the wedding.