Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1866-03-20
Select Story.
a TROUBLED HONEYMOON.
BY CLARA AUGUSTA.

George Jameson and Katie Vaughan had a
brilliant wedding. Everything was faultless-
from the Icing on the cake to the arrangement
of the brides 'acatertaN"
Mrs. Vaughan cried ust enough not to red
den her nose; Mr. Vaughan did the dignifed
pater tamiia to a charm; and George and
Katie were SO affectionate as to give the world
the idea that here was match made in heaven.
The bridal breakfast over, the white MORE
antique and orange flowers were laid aside, and
the pretty travelling suit Of gray alpaca, with
est thing, SO all the ladies said the very sweet
est love Of thing Madame D. Aubrey had made
up for the season. Then there was the little
bonnet OF gray silk to match the dress, with it's
blue face trimming to match Katie's eyes, and
the golden bird Of Paradise dropping its plu-
mage over the crown; and it was such fine
morning and everything looked propitious; and
in the midst of the congratulations and kisses,
George and Katie started for the depot,
They arrived just in season. The whistle
sounded in the distance, George buckled up his
travelling shawl, and Katie grasped her parasol
George, dearest, said the bride, "do run
out and see to the trunks I should die if,
when we get to the Falls my clothes should not
be there 1t would be dreadful to be obliged
to go to dinner in my travelling dress! Do see
to them, there's darling!"
George vanished; the train, putting and smo-
king, shot luto the depot. Conductor popped
his head into the ladies' room, shouting at the
top of his voice.
''All aboard for Danvle! all aboard Come
hurry up, ladies' FIVE minutes behind time,
and another train due.
Katie did not know whether she was bound
for Danville or not; probably she said rapidly
to herself she had better get in and let George
Ho11 CO ho IL
hicles feeling very much at sea, and ready to
cry at the slightest proyocation. The conduc-
tor passed by her seat. She caught him by the
arm;
cob! yes, yes all right !" said the conduc-
tor, huraying ON in way railway officials have
''Il send him right along" and he vanished
from view in the long line of moving carriages.
Meanwhile George, having seen to the bag
gage-a proceeding that had occupied more
time than he had intended it should returned
to the ladies' room to find Katie missing. He
searched about wildly, inquiring of every one
he met, but without success
'.She's probably already in the train, sir, -
said ticket agent of whom he made inquiry
You are going to Bufalo-you'Il likely find
her there. just starting-not a moment to
lose"
George grasped the railing of the hind car as
it flew by, and, finging open the door, he
rushed through car after car seeking in vain
for Katie. She was not on the train.
Most Likely she got on the wrong train and
went by Groton, said a conductor. 'Groton
is way-station fifteen miles further ahead
We stop there fifteen Or twenty minutes for re-
freshments, You'll doubtless find her there.
The cars flew over the track George men
tally blest the man who invented steam en-
glnes-he could reach Katie so much sooner
Dear little thing how vexed and toubled she
must be-and George grew quite lachrymose
oyer her desolate condition
But it seemed ages to George before they
whirled up to the platform at Gfoton, and then
he did not wait to practice any courtesy. He
leaped out impetuously, knocking over an old
lady with tower-p pot and bird-cage ip her
hand, demolishing the pot, and putting the
bird into mysteries. The old lady was indig
pant, and hit George rap with her umbrella
that spoiled forever the fair proportions of his
bridal beaver but he was too much engaged in
thought of his lost bride to- spare regret for
has hat
He flew through the astonished crowd, mash
ing up a crinoline here, and knocking over a
small boy there, until he reached the clerk Of
the station. Yes, the clerk believed there was
one lady come alone; she had gone to the Bel
videre House-she must be the one
George waited to hear no more. He started