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“ MOVIES ”
MARRIAGE ON APPROVAL
By Pricilla Wayne
Short Story from the Monarch Film , by Anita Delglyn. Part 2.
prohibition officers, in which Beth is recognised, Larry, possessed of a license, marries the inebriated and almost unconscious Beth, swearing his friends to secrecy. MacDougal hears of Beth’s presence at the roadhouse and turns her out. She leaves with Larry and his job in Chicago — to live " in sin!” Beth is willing to go through with a so-called ” companionate marriage,” without benefit of clergy, and seals her promise to Larry with a passionate kiss. Noiv go on with the concluding installment of the story:
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LARRY continued to hold her in his arms while they talked and planned. “We’ll drive until we’re tired to-night and then rest; get located, rest up, and the next morning I’ll report for duty. As for your teaching, you’re not going to teach,” he said positively. “I guess I can support my own wife. All you’re going to do, Mrs. Larry Caspar, is to keep house. Do some shopping, look pretty, and have a real good time.”
She winced at the mention of “Mrs. Larry Caspar” and wished it true; realizing that complications were sure to follow. One of them came very quickly, — when Larry suggested they put up for the night.
With a worried heart she watched him sign the register in a quiet little hotel, — “Mr. and Mrs. Larry Caspar.” Once alone with Larry and the tears came, — -she could not stop them. They spent the night together, but she determined they would look for a quiet apartment later.
It was not as easy as they thought, but eventually they got settled in a fairly good neighborhood, but the rent ate into his pitifully meagre salary dangerously. And it didn’t help matters when the landlady remarked about her not having a wedding ring.
But she threw off forebodings and worries, and took a certain amount of keen enjoyment in preparing meals for her “hubby.” One night Larry told her about the party they planned for him at the office.
“They’re just like a family, Beth,” Larry told her. “There’s the general sales manager, the head bookkeeper, the salesmen here in town, and three stenographers in the office— all pretty, jolly girls.
“The general manager, that’s Simcoke, you know, is a chap in his early forties. He’s got a peach of a wife. She’s been down a couple of times to the office since I’ve been there and she’s the one who is flinging the party. She’s going to have them all out to her house, as a sort of welcome to me. I guess it’s a swell joint on the Lake Shore drive. The only thing that worries me is you, honey.”
The Reverend MacDougal has wrung a promise from his daughter Beth that she will not marry for four years — although unknown to him she is in love with Larry Bennett. In company with some friends they attend a roadhouse dance.
After escaping a raid by
Beth
MacDougal wouldn’t marry, but she had agreed to live with Larry.
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