Peter Ruff and the Double-Four

Peter Ruff and the Double-Four

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Peter Ruff and the Double-Four

Peter Ruff and the Double-Four

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About twelve months after the interrupted festivities at Daisy Villa, that particular neighborhood was again the scene of some rejoicing. Standing before the residence of Mr. Barnes were three cariages, drawn in each case by a pair of gray horses. The coachmen and their steeds were similarly adorned with white rosettes. It would have been an insult to the intelligence of the most youthful of the loungers-by to have informed them that a wedding was projected.

At the neighboring church all was ready. The clerk stood at the door, the red drugget was down, the usual little crowd were standing all agog upon the pavement. There was one unusual feature of the proceedings: Instead of a solitary policeman, there were at least a dozen who kept clear the entrance to the church. Their presence greatly puzzled a little old gentleman who had joined the throng of sightseers. He pushed himself to the front and touched one of them upon the shoulder.

"Mr. Policeman," he said, "will you tell me why there are so many of you to keep such a small crowd in order?"

"Bridegroom's a member of the force, sir, for one reason," the man answered good-humoredly.

"And the other?" the old gentleman persisted.

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