The native Virginian. [volume] (Orange Court House, Va.) 1867-187?, 1869-11-12

bles, as they are called down here. in
Huntsville.
But the event OF my stay was the
marriage d Miss White to Mr., Patton.
1t was week of almost constaI storms
but the rain held up just long enough
to enable the stars to smile oil the bri-
dial and the reception, and then poured
down continuously for days. The GER
emony took place in the Episcopal
church, Rev. Mr.. Camster's, at s o'clock
in the evening. The chancel was most
brilliantly Illuminated by candles ar
ranged in lofty pyramids and crosses
and .evergreens, the whole producing
a splendid effect. The church was well
filled with the relatives ard friends of
the family. Preceded by her two sis
tiers. the bride came in leaning on her
fathers arm, and behind them was the
groom quite alone. There were no
bridesmaids and no groomsmen. TIL
men were both tall and fine looking
the father-in-law apparently not much
older than the groom-and the ladies,
all three, noted for their beauty and
rare taste in dress. When the group
reached the craucel and kneeled down
in the blaze OF lights and of flowers,
and when the organ poured its hallow-
ing chords along the now crowded
aisles, | thought had never seen any
thing so fine. Doubtless there was
something dramatic in the effect, but
only tool would have quarreled with
it, so unlike and so superior was it to
the customary mode.
The reception was in the old Virginia
style-music and dancing. and then a
supper of the right sort-a profusion of
fruits, creams and sweets for the ladies,
and baked ham, saddle of mutton, tur-
key. oysters, chicken salad, ETC., for the
gentlemen, 'just like" we have it at
home. Among the guests were Sena-
tor and Mrs. Clay; the former rot yet
wholly Iree from asthma, but the latter
as fair, little more rounded, and quite
as captivating as ever. Mr.. Clay press
ed me to spend some time on his cotton
plantation. 20 miles from town, in or
der that | might see the practical work
ing of a species of industry altogether
new to NE; but the rain kept me close
ly housed during the Whole week and
could not larry longer.
A Il tie editors in Huntsville (by the
way they might have and ought to have
better papers) gave me cordial sup
port. but | soon became convinced that
what | had heard before leaving home
was true, namely, that the people of the
South have not ye3 learned to relish
lectures; al it is a comfort for me to
say so, just now when | am somewhat
depressed. For the second night here
in Nashville was failure, although
Governor Senter and staff, ard some
thirty others came after the doors were
closed. An individual when downcast
can only worry his wife with the details
OF his trouble, but an editor has the i'm
mease satisfaction of boring his read
ers, which know | have done by this
interminable epistle. But cannot
conclude without stating the simple
truth, that MIR. Tom White did more
for me than all the many friends l
found in Huntsville put together; a fact
of which feel very sure that Mozis,
will take cognizance. One thing |
found in Huntsville IA perfectly hon
est door-keeper and his name is Davis
and in this world there are not too
many DaviseS, lyon het.'