In the centre of the gayly-decorated old farm house parlor, wearing a simple, little, inexpensive dress of soft, creamy muslin, we find Mary standing beside Ralph, who is looking supremely satisfied and happy, although a trifle pale and nervous, listening to the solemn words of the minister.
Ralph's "I will" sounded clearly and distinctly through the long room.
Mary, with a sweet, serious, faraway look in her blue eyes, repeated slowly after the minister, "I promise to love, honor and"-- then a long pause.

She glanced shyly up at the young man by her side as if to make sure he was worth it, then in a low, clear tone, added, "obey." Ralph Jackson certainly deserved the appellation "Cave Man" given him by Fritz Schmidt.

He was considerably more than six feet in height, with broad, square shoulders, good features, a clear brain and a sound body.

He had never used intoxicants of any description.

He sometimes appeared quite boyish in his ways, for on account of his matured look and great size he was frequently judged to be older than he really was.
Aunt Sarah had provided a bounteous repast for the few friends assembled, and while looking after the comfort of her guests tears dimmed the kindly, gray eyes at the thought of parting from Mary.
Small Polly Schmidt, as flower girl at the wedding, was so excited she scarcely knew if she should laugh or cry, and finally compromised by giving Mary what she called a "bear hug," much to Mary's amusement.
Fritz gravely said: "Allow me to congratulate you, Mr.Jackson," and turning to Mary, "I wish you a beautiful and happy life, Mrs.
Jackson." Mary blushed becomingly on hearing her new name for the first time.
Bidding farewell to friends, Mary and Ralph, accompanied by her Uncle, were driven by "Chake" to the depot in a near-by town, where they boarded the train for the little, newly-furnished home in the suburbs of Philadelphia, the deed of which was Mary's wedding gift from her Uncle, in appreciation of her faithful service on the farm during the summer and for the brightness she had brought into his life and the lives of those with whom she had come in contact, as every one at the farm had felt the captivating charm and winning sweetness of the young girl.
As the train came in sight, the old gentleman, in a voice husky with emotion, bade the young couple, just starting the journey of life together, an affectionate farewell, and repeated solemnly, almost as a benediction, "Es Salamu Aleikum." [Illustration] MARY'S COLLECTION OF RECIPES SMALL ECONOMIES, "LEFT-OVERS" OR "IVERICH BLEIBST" AS AUNT SARAH CALLED THEM.
"The young housewife," said Aunt Sarah to Mary, in a little talk on small economies in the household, "should never throw away pieces of hard cheese.