The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1872-12-29

Al Pam aoF q LAVENDER Ba1pEs l.Eii
Perkins; of the New York Commercial
aoosrt!ser, is Ton the wing" He
stopped at Homer the other morning for
breakfast. and had the good fortune TO
meet "quartette bridal party." of which
he thus disoourses: :.
This morning, at the Syracuse House:
breakfasted With pair OF brides and =
pair OF bridegrooms-a sort of bridal
auartette. They were from Cortland. I
tnink, In the country. I knew they
were just married, from variety Of
reasons. First, when they slighted from
the omnibus to enter the hotel both
young ladies took the arms of the gen.
tlemen, who said, ''DeaT, let me carry
your satchel." Just behind them came
some old married people. I knew they
had been married some time, for the
men pounced out, starting, luggage in
hand, straight for the hotel. leaving
their wives with small satohels to follow.
single file. behind them. At breakfast
the brides appeared in bridal lavender.
Every thing was lavender-lavender
dresses, lavender hats, with lavender
strings, and lavender gloves. II ever I
get married Mrs. Perkins shall wear (if
sue pieases) suit of plain black, and
then we can enjoy our honeymoon in
peace. The young husbands both wore
broadcloth suits aud black huts. Both
wore paper collars and cuffs, and one
wore paper shirt bosom. Alas! what
shook such deception must be to q
young and guileless wife! Why, in my
opinion, paper collar is no more indi.
cation OF real shirt than ciothes-lino.
AT breakfast these young husbands
haI
sat down at the table, but they turned to
tha brides in lavender, and said lovingly
'Have' roll, dear2' Then they put
some butter on the lavender brides
plates, and they looked up and said
"Fhank you, dear," with smile too
happy to describe. When breakfast was
over one of the bound husbands smiled
sweetly and said:
NOW, darling, can't I smoke just
onoe--yon know you said might"
yes, Charley. just once!' and then
the two brides stood and looked vacantlv
out OF tho windows till their sweet-hearts
came back.
When the old married people sat down
there was O different scene. The old fell
lows scooped in their beefsteak and
sausnge, never looking up 10 see how
their wives were getting along, and when
they got through they shuffled off into
the reading room and loaded mp meer-
sohaum pipes with the strongest caven
dish. Then they talked politics, ex-
pectorating on the stove and around the
zinc stove mat, without once thinking of
their poor wives, who we're left 10
amuse themselves with neighborhood
gossip.
DEATH BED SCENES Most persone
seem anxious to know if they are going
to die-not because they wish to make
physical preparations. but that they may
arrange their material affairs, give final
directions for the disposal of their effects
or their remains. Again aud again have
been asked by tho wasted wretches in
prison, "Do you think am gone case.
doctor? I'm not afraid to die, but /
want to know"
L have found, particularly at Sails
bury. that material comfort is the thing
longed for by the dying. In their last
honr, men and women want physical
rest and ease above aught else, and I
know instances in which the replies OF
persons near their dissolution we're in
such sharp contrast to inquiries made OF
them as to become positively grotesque.
Ve'S - OoOhb "hOa Ah
having been struck down in the streets
by falling chimney, was carried home
in dying state. As soon as he had re.
covered consciousness, his wife, half
frantic with terror, leaned over the sofa
OH which he 10y. and said, ooh, nv
darling. do you really love me?" The
response was, "Yes, if you will pull of
my boots;" and these were his last words.
A gentleman, long i'll OF O wasting fever,
had reached that condition of rest whicl,
generally heralds the great transforma-
ton. His betrothed, who had dsvotedly
nursed him, said: "Desrest, do YOU die
happy2" II should" was tho answer,
"if that internal fly wouldn't bother
rne;" and spoke no more. "Wouldn't
you like to see your father?" inquired q
doting mother of her only sou, as his
life was ebbing fnst "Of course, ]
should; but I'd rather have nv face
washed. +" Such words, apparently harsh
and unfeeliDg. come from persons OF
natural sensibility and tenderness, bo.
cause in their dying hour the desire for
material comfort often crowds out every
other consideration. -Junius Herr,
RrOune's P0Der on Death