Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1866-04-21
TALES & SKETCHE ES.
THsoUsn.Ess HONEYMOON.
BY CLARA AUTUSTA.

George jameson and Katie Vaughan had
u brilliant wedding Everything was fault
less-from the icing on the cake to the ar
rangement of The BRIDES waterfall.
Mrs Vaughan cried just enough not to
redden her nose; Vaughan did the digniied
pater .tamilias to q charm; and George and
Katie were so affectionate as to give the
world an idea that here was match made
in heaven.
The bridal breakfast over, the white
moirc antique and orange flowers were laid
aside, and the pretty travelling suit of alpac-
ca, with nazarine blue trimmings was dom
ned-the sweetest love of thing Madame
D'Aubrcy had made up for the season. Then
there was the little bonnet of gray silk to
match the dress, with its blue face trimming
to match Katic's eyes; the golden bird of
paradise dropping its plumage over the
crown; and it was such fine morning, and
every thing looked 'propi.ious; and in the
midst of congratulations and kisses, George
and Katie started COR the depot.
They arrived Just in season. The whistle
sounded in the distance. George buckled
up his travelling shawl and Katie graspeG
her parasol.
George dearest" said the bride, "do run
out and see to the trunks! | should die if,
when we get to the Falls, my clothes should
rot be there 1t would he dreadful to be
obliged to go to dinner in my travelling
dress go see to them there's a darling y
George vanished; the train putting and
smoking shot into the depot. Conductor
popped his head into the ladies' room, shout
ing at the top of his voice.
"All abound for Danville ! Come, hurry
up ladies Five minutes behind time anC
another train due"
Katie did not know whether she wa
bound for Danvile or not probably sht
had better get in and let George follow. ST
she entered the long and smoky vehicle feel
! ing very much at sea, and ready to cry al
the slightest provocation. The conductor
passed by her seat she caught him by thu
arm.
! "Is my husband"
"Oh, yes, yes, all right" said the official
hurrying on in way railway officials have
"I'll send him right along" and he vanished
4 from view in the long llne of moving car
riagcs.
Meanwhile George having seen to the bag
gage-a proceeding that had occupied mor'
time than he had intended-returned to tn,
ladies room to find Katie missing searches
about wildly, inquiring of every one he met
"She's probably already in the train, sir,
said ticket agent of whom he made inqui
ry. You are going to Buffalo, think yol
SAID; that's the train to Buffalo; you'll like
ly find her there. Just starting, not mo
ment to lose"
George grasped the railing of the hin'
car as it flew by, and finging open the doc
he rushed through car after car, but seeking
in vain for Katie. She was not on the train
"Most likely she got on the wrong train an
went by Groton," said the conductor. "Gro
ton is way station fifteen miles furthc
ahead. We stop there fifteen or twent
minutes for refreshments. You'll doubles
find her there"
The cars flew over the track. Georg
mentally blessed the man who invente
steam engines-he could reach Katie S
much sooner. Dear little thing how yeXe
and troubled she must be-and desolate col
dition.
But it seemed ages to George before the
whirled up to the platform at Groton, an
them he did rot wait to practice any court'
} sy. lie leaped out impetuously, knockin
over an old lady with a flower pot and
bird cage in her hand, demolishing the pc
and putting the birds into Mysteries. I'll
old lady was indignant, and hit George
rap with her umbrella that spoiled forev'
, the fair proportions of his bridal beave
) but he was too much engaged in thought
, his lost bride to spare regret Tor his ha
/. He flew through the astonished crow
d mashing up crinoline here, and knockir
over a small boy there, until he reached IL
3 clerk of the station. Yes, the clerk believe
there was one lady who had come alone
she had gone to the Belvidere House-sl
: must be the one.
y George waited to hear no more. He hu
I ried up the street to the place, where Il
s landlord assured him that no lady Ill
g Kaue's style had arrived perhaps she hs
stopped at Margate, ten miles back
George seized on the hope. There was |
train to Margate until the next mornin
but the wretched husband could not wa
all night--he would walk.
He got directions about the roads W
4 told that it was a straight one-for Il
most of the way through the woods-rath
lonesome but pleasant. He set forth
y once, not stopping to swallow mouthi'