The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1870-07-09
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META'S WEDDING.

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her finger, Meta was handed about among
her nearest relations for the ceremony Of a
solemn kissing, until now, when hot
checked and excited, shcds3 angi1g oYef
the up,statts bahisker,t to see who has r9nlg
the door-bell, nothing else has been talked
Of thought over, or planned for, In the
mansion Of the Grinnells. thas been, SO
to speak, one long, continuous wedding
day. I.sjxs ,u..,a9; ,5!EF
at the stair.top has been filled. by the bride
some twenty-five minutes out OF every
hour for the last fyedays;a for the wed
ding presents have been coming In. With
each tempting parcelth thin checks have
burned with q hotter flush, and the circles
Under tho eyes dcepened and darkened.
1.-THE child is Just killed with excite
ment," Mrs. GrinnGll observes, cOmpIa'
Gently, to u friend. .,t I.f!l
| Aid tho other replies, sympathet GaIy,
us she glnnccs round the dressing room,
with its costly strcw, "And no wonder; for
such display never did scC-never
Not bride !l,. this !. sfas94 h4s had snythlpg
Wei might aahetsw1sO, sTabls after
table loaded with silver, lace, ornaments,
bronze, enamel everything. OF tho rich
Is: q Four r Chocolate Sea,b siunerates Mis-
Grinnell, checking the, articles of >9p her
fingers, "three coffee, and two complete
services for tca3 Eight trays largo and
small. Nineteen dozen spoons, four ice
bowls, twcnty-Gight salt'cellarS! )Dldyou
examine the sllawls, my dearT That
black one is Mr.. Strong's present, Stew
art apprizes il at twenty-five hundred dol
lars. ] took it down 70 sec, The scarlet
Is from her Aunt GEinnCll. And the blue
is mine. l l0OuM have blue. SO sweet,
with her eyes and hair, you know"
~ Oh, mamma r interrupted Meta, COM
| ing in YEARLY, her arms full Of bundles
"just look here" 1910. =,
'"Another chocolate set, Ideclare r said
Mrs. GrnhelL t"Well, Il can't imagine
what you will do with them all. Who IS
this one tfomI"
AIRS. MacGrcgor Smith," depositing
the card duly on the lid of the sugar
bowl. ats lovely, isn't It! And here's
another ice-bowl from Sue Barring, and
sec here, mammal pair of vases from
Aunt Jane, ind another frJn Cousin Tom.
Where shall l put them y - 5itaS
"MOrc vases |" circulated her mother.
"That makes-let me Aee-thirty
pair. Tn sure l cunt tell you where to
put them; everything is crowded Slre4d y.
ENYe shall llay9 To- ind anQtlherr :, l4g ps
A co6nettish little 1icld md EFench cap
appeared at the call.
,"Qui, madame" ,..,-.,
"l'rouvezla petite table dansma-ma-
Pshaw! You tell her, Meta, please. The
table in my bedroom" ,,
LA petite table dams la chambre deina-
dnlue,"n explained the bride.
aAl! 6ui; adehoisellc."
another ringp cried Meta, flying to
the stair.head. ,.THsi
II never did see anything like It" de-
clared Mrs. Ashley, In tone Of gentle
languor. She was q little. weary Of say
ing the same thing for an hour and u halt.
HDear mew declared Meta from the
hall. ut isn't q present at oil. It's some
visitor. / hope James knows his orders,
mamma" And she whispered rather
loudly, Engaged, Jamcs." Then, her
tone changing, she called out, "Why, It's
Daisy! Mamma, it's Daisy! Come right
up stair, dear"
"Nleta's cousin, from Ashurst," explain
cd, Mrs. Grinnell; "the third bridcmaidr
YIN know. She's a sweet little thing.
Not much style, Of course; but Meta is
very fond Of her, and her mother was my
sister Margaret favorite sister. Meta
and Daisy are both named for her, only
Neutrality-suspicious. confusi0nsl SHE, is
engaged tOo-zinst elgaged ton NJ. Th0rne
81 Boston AM eSc lent mateh, amt todd
and | expect it will be very interesting to
hear the two exchange condolences. They
haven't met before since Mcta's affair took
'Ipace.q riiIG' fcb2Gm3 aSSGst s
"Come right ,up,v Daisy" repeated tho
6rfdGI BdEker 'c6tisin 18th fingered IN the
| %h0heid her lfahd In his. 'S' = 80
E Might EI,rGems this evening" d9Gyou
thinkF" he said. Z.
.Isr!U don't fl1iow tic stats OF affairs yet
but should think there, must be some
l6ofhet1 q Yes come 5ohh! ; dol 1fnd II
| puts ANYBODY, out, Ill say SC, frankly
%TiianlS, lo7e. % NThe fingers were re-
Ileased With ,ts9pler pressure TIE EEaoot
1 closed, ana Daisy bounded UP stairs. :,
i e ".Ihah was Mra iThorpe5. wasn't II =
asked Meta, as she kissed her cousin. I'D
\ h6ridea lleSwas5t there, or j. shouldn't have
S SslsSes qHs 4Os faesSa SfPsS t'
"Iz5don'tEknow,g ss9id R9isy, jYi.h g
bsJohn" was sacred; subject still to hel
innocent heart. She had no notion o.
JNHCr aunt rustledi fotwdtds to- receivc
her. ,,t9!WAy, Daisy, how well you look
What q Color-wlat eyes Well, itwon,t
last; but Iiwish you could lend Meta hall
your roses for tomorrow"
r,gIm perfectly %Gl, thank you, aunty
But why can't Il lastg
Il "Oh, engaged girls always get thin, you
TknOw. only wonder you've kept YOU
Hooks til. now. LIS two months, isn't 1t
We expected to. see you as thin Us Meta.
SAstiiid Is Meta ".Ddisy Fscahhcd the
pale little face beside her with inward
dismay. Was loving John to mako hel
fade away like thats, Two months, In
decd those happy, happy monthsg
"She does look, worn out" was her out
Ward Comment. aWhy, Meta darling, you
never told me you had been ill.,
"Oh, she hasn't" explained her mother
re pesrfHd tly natural, Tn sure They al
do so. There hasn't been bride this
wititerwith arfounGe q fleShon her bones
Atlas tim Nsrails- As rail- lemphati c9lly)
or only wonder girls survive their wed
dings at all. What with the shopping
and giving orders, and excitement and al
~ And she heavel sigh, half Of rcgrct
and half Of triumph; Tor, though It was
sad to see a daughter. reduced TO 4 skele-
10n Il c0nId not DO nil painftll when the