WEDS DAUGHTER OF SWEETHEARTColo Bachelor Indulges in Some Quaint and Curious Contests With Little Daniel Cupid.Nlt; on t day, old roll?Thot?lt; ,. •mjorning Dennis Maroney an old j the bachelor who resides on a farm be J a j? tween Nevada and Colo, clasped hands with sixteen-year-old Ethel Richey at the altar of St. Francis Xavier’s church anil became the husband of a beautiful girl who is the only daugh ter of his former sweetheart.Many years ago, at least about, twenty or so, a family lived neigh | bors to the Maroneys in the vicinity of Colo. Then there was a beautiful country girl who used to saunter down country lanes with Dennis Maroney as the sun sank to rest and the stars twinkled out, but there wras another man who used to saunter with her when Dennis wasn’t nigh, and the other nam’s name was Richey. When, at last, it came to the “with this ring thee wed” process Richey modulat ed his voice until it sounded strange ly sweeter than the vocal chorus o* Maroney on the willing and listening ears of the prairie rose. She follow ed Richey away and they built theii nest near the home of the bride.After a time the stork visited their home and a little baby girl grew uj to comfort them She also grew up to comfort somebody else, for Marone whose heart had been well night brok en when the child’s mother refused him, saw in the little girl the beauti ful traits of his sweetheart of form er days. When the Richeys moved to Illinois Maroney wrote to the little girl—the child he had pampered and petted in her infancy, and the first let ter she wrote after she was big enough to write in a “copy book” at school she wrote to him.A rambling, disconnected eorre sjtondenee resulted and it was kept up until last spring when Ethel was sixteen years old she sent her bach-elor friend a photograph. He looked at it once—Just once—and then he began to pack his duds in a grip for he had decided to go down to Jersey j ville and see the girl who looked so I much like her mother.The rest of the story doesn’t need telling, but we’ll state it briefly. She was equally as lovely as her mother. Her mother had died a fey years previous to Marouey’s visit and the little j maid was keeping house for her father. Maroney repeated to the girl | of sixteen summers the same tender | nothings he had whispered to her mother and the daughter listened. We have said that she was the count I erpart of her mother—well she was J except in the fact that when a man j told her he loved her she listened and her mother didn’t. Ethel said ‘Yes,’ her father consented and the wedding was Tuesday. They will live on Maroney’a farm down near Colo.nan tra1 a v fro inotSIPO!ehgnthith;le;beof