Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1871-04-09
A RICH AND RAOY LETTER.
How an American Girl Managed to
Attend the Wedding Of the Prln-
cess Louise-A Daring Adventures.

cess EOulse-A During adventure
Correspondence of the New York Sun.
TRAFALGAR SQUARE, London, March
22.-What will you say, and what will
you think of me, when / tell you l saw
the Princess married yesterday Of
course it was out Of the question to gain
admission to Windsor Chapel except by
stratsgem. Papa and mamma had gone
to Paris to see to the straps" we had left
behind US when we decamped so suddenly,
you know; and as soon as their backs
were turned / set my Yankee wits to
work to discover what amount of man.
oeuvre and brass, added to such brains
and good looks as your humble servant is
known to possess, would take me to the
royal wedding.
OF course must 60 alone, and dared
not speak of it except to mammals maid,
q quick-witted French girl, who was de-
lighted at my conceit, and did her best TO
help me carry it out. We arose very early
yesterday morning, and Marie dressed me
in my lovely rose colored silk, with court
train and pannier, trimmed with point. I
helped myself to mammals great seltaries
and locket. Marie did wonders with my
long blonde hair, and if / do ''say it, who
shouldn't say it, looked as well, and
was dressed as well, as the average young
la-ies / saw on that eventful day. /
hesitated whether to wear the pink or the
lovely white silk with silver stars, and
pale blue velvet over-dress, with my
pearls, but feared the latter might be
trying in broad daylight; for even in
smoky London the sun shone out in an
unusual manner for the grand occasion.
Suffice it to say that when stepped into
the handsomest carriage that Marie could
procure (for papa left me plenty of mon
ey to have good time while he was
away, little thinking where l should
bring up, l was entirely satisfied with
my appearance; and if mamma had gone,
she would have looked forty times better
than the old Queen in her black satin
dress and bare neck and arms. But
am getting ahead of my story, and in fact
l am so Mustered with what 1 went
through yesterday, that wouldn't try to
write did not wish TO send this by to-
days steamer to be in New York by the
first of April; and l must prepare for a
scene tomorrow, when papa and man.
ma come, for though we New York girls
do about as we please, l fear the old
folks will think have gone a little too
far for this time.
We went early to Windsor; my carriage
fell into line. The guards eyed us rather
sharply as we passed the gates, but see
ing a sprightly blonde in pink silk, point
lace and diamonds, with modest looking
maid in attendance, bowed and suffered
us to pass on. 1t was past their compre-
hension that young girl, attended by
single servant woman, without an invita-
tation, would dare enter that sacred en-
closure. now began to feel fearfully
nervous, as / had not formed the least
plan for carrying out my bold designs,
when just as alighted, a party of gentle
men of the clan Campbell were passing,
and with my most winning smile-and
you know can SMILE addressed one
Of them, pleasant green looking High
lander, in full uniform, saying:
excuse me, sir, but l am separated
from my party, and would like TO have
an escort to the chapel"
Certainly" said the good-natured
fellow, and gave me his arm. ''Your
name, my lady," said Scott.
tIady Constance Percy" said / un-
blushingly.
so, yes of the Duchess family
and nothing could exceed his polite and
respectful manner.
We'll, it certainly was frst-class wed
ding, though in some things not much
ahead of our New York affairs. The
young gentlemen flew about with compli~
ments and congratulations, though the
grand panjandrum himself, the High
Chamberlain, seemed over anxious to keep
down any excitement; and cold chill
ran over me as thought how quickly he
would order one of the guards to pitch
me with his speer, by my chignon, over
the castle walls, did he know / was only
Caroline Hastings, of Madison square,
performing the part of Lady Constance
Percy But l rallied, and soon became
absorbed in the pageant before me. After
a great flourish of trumpets, the heralds
announced the approach of the bridal
party, the Prince of Wales, with his wife,
brothers, and sisters, and cousins, with
the Duke and Duchess of Argyle, ap-
preached, and behind them my gallant
Highlander and myself passed to the choir
through the west door, the noble relatives
being ushered into the gallery near the
altar. Her Majesty, the Queen, entered
with the fair bride, surrounded by her
eight bridesmaids, every one the daughter
of an earl. The bridegroom, with low
salutation, took his. place by the bride.
The Bishop of London performed the
ceremony, assisted by several high church
dignitsries. The royal mother gave away
her daughter. The handsome Marquis
stood up bravely, saying 81 will, " in such
q tone as any young man would naturally
assume could he marry Queens daughter,
young and pretty at that. l will do him
the justice to say l think he will love ant
protect her; she promised to love, homo
and obey him.
New times these, when q subject offer
to protect and Princess promises tc
obey!
The boy choir sang, 'Blessed are al
they" the nobleman and the Princes:
were pronounced man and wife; thu
royal family saluted each other with
holy kiss, and the entire party moved of
TO the tune of tsMendelssobn's Gran,
Wedding March," which quite took m,
home again. The question of new tune
for the occasion was warmly discussed
but the Queen-who is authority in mu
steal mstter-decided that nothing ca
exceed Mendelssohn's.
As the retinue left the chapel | kney
my time had come to escape before wa
detected.
So l gave scream of delight an
sprang away from my Highlander (whor
l hope to meet again and thank for hl
courtesy,) | exclaimed. 'TWhy, there
my father! Excuse me, a thousan
thanks" and gathering up my train,
went pell-mell, between lords and ladies
peers and duchesses, regardless of the
establishment and despite all the proprit
tics of the occasion, and remember moth
ing more till Marie seized me, hustled m
into the carriage, more dead than alivt
pulled down the blind. drew out bottI
of wine, and held me in her faithful arm
to our lodgings, and now l cannot e.
press to you my delight at my success
witnessing the royal marriage.
am yours, very sincerely,
CAROLINE HASTINGS.
Let young men remember that the
chief happiness in life depends upon the
faith in women. No worldly wisdom, I