The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1874-05-19
THE MOST GORGEOUS OF ALL.

GATH TELLS THE STORY WITH PoRTis PEN.
Gath retells the story Of Miss Stewards
wedding In this enticing style: attended
the grand wedding, so called, though it was
very home-like, tasteful affair. except for
the great house where il was given. Of Miss
Bessie Stewart and Observation-Disclosures
Hooker, of the navy. Miss Stewart is the
daughter sf Senator Stewart, OF Nevada. and
the granddaughter, on the side OF her moth
er, OF ex-senator and Gov. Foote of Missis-
sippi,-tbat celebrated old mautof cornha
! tiveness, who wanted to fight a duei tha
other day with Jefferson Davis, at the age of
"A anu who was in the Senate twenty-seven
years ago. She is really a fine iirl, blonde
with large blush eyes, clear skin, a tan
figure, and sensibility and merriment in her
expression, -rather Of that order of ladies
who are called queenly. She is of two in
trepid races, which accepts war or matrimony
without much irresolution, and, with a
father alleged to be wealthy. superior
social position. very complete European
education, and superb home, she saw the
man she loved, and, at the age of 10. sur-
rendered. He had, however. bus own fight
to make, and when it was over, he felt Ike
great Heutenant-commander indeed.
Hooker was his name, cousin or some
thing OF Fighting Joe Hooker, and though
smaller, much the same kind of man in pro-
ME and pride OF countenance, but dark, mot
tied, and of nervous. quick. vehement
speech He was probably thirty or less in
years, and without fortune,--simply with
his pay. He gained the affections of Mrs.
Stewart very soon in the cruise around the
daughter. Her husband, who is always
three parts bow, saw no good reason wby
two young people who were together pretty
much all the time should not have license
not TO go away from each other at ali, So
they were married, as it seemed to us out
siders, without particle OF that rough
true love,Iyet who knows 0I Psebae %
she fought against this long captivity of sur
render. Perhaps he nearly broke his heart.
and went home to his mother and put his
head in her lap, like little boy. Perhaps
he deserted over to her mother and begged
you compliment a mother like wanting to
die for her daughters face and love? Per
haps he went up to Senator William Stew
art and said, while they took a glass of
grog:
"ftI can't have you for father-in-law,
you can have me for cremationn
Anyway, the young naval officers said:
Hooker's a stuck-up fellow. He's Just
worried that girl till he got her. That's his
way of doing things-just putting on cheek
and demanding themi' 9a% seti ~
Everybody has said that since the world
began. When the morning stars sang to-
gether, the star that had the best voice was
squinted at by all the other stars. There in
no mention Of 1t In the scriptures, but there
are no reasons for that. - s 80
The young ladies who Nad been married
said: "What a foolish thing for Bessie
Stewart to do! Her father is rich. Che is
wooed and admired She keeps horses, and
can go to Europe or Saratoga. Her parents
worship her; and now she goes off just as we
did and marries young fellow who will
presently be ordered off to Japan, or be shot
in the next war!'' Those young ladies' how
ever. whose prospects of marriage seemed
remote, made no reply to these matrimo-
NAL quiddits. They said, if anything, that a
fine young man like Hooker was a good ex-
change for accumulations, and that no
family could be comfortable without such a
one.
BEHOLD THE STEWART MANSION,
on the wedding night, brilliantly lighted,
and the rain was splashing in hundred
mirrors of puddles, so that the lights flashed
up into the faces OF the hundreds of horses,
drawing every variety of equipage, each with
its own lights to sauce back at that great
castellated mansion naming there, and in it
two young people fitting on their wedding
garments. How old the world is! The New
Testament refers to a solitary man who
strayed into one of these affairs without q
wedding garment and he got reprimand
for it. This proves the high antiquity ofthe
swallow-tail coat. The Stewart house., ex-
is beautiful conundrum, like one
of those block games which, perfectly COM
posed, shows a voluptuous figure, and
makes one wonder. what it will be like,
taken apart. 1t is light yellow house
with a round tower, spire-shaped, and gives
a great idea of mysterious roominess. a
petty, pretty porte cochere, called in English
a front-door- carriage porch, accommodates
callers in front. There all teams were be-
sieged, as the ladies, in their illusion, satin,
flowers, etc., carefully threw out white
shod foot and caromed into the shelter. i
saw a few alight, and remembered the re-
mark of that wicked Joseph or Moses, that
he would rather be doorkeeper in the house
of lord than to dwell in the tents of Egypt.
There seemed to me to have been no par
ticular sacrifices about that request, unless
our friends had got weary of a circus and
become a doorkeeper for the legitimate
drama. Entering the Stewart mansion, what
do we see? We see splendid oval
case at the left; and above this
hall there are, for every floor, duplicate
staircases with lordly sweep, lighted TO
the lantern which is in the cupols above the
middle of the house. Down from the upper
circle Of this open way light pours from
perfectly white, while the floors are gener-
ally waxed and shining. Out OF this area or
hall several doors open to saloons OF various
sorts. Under the floor on winch we enter
are all the culinary and domestic arrange
ments, and Senator Stewards Office and
library-not open this night. We are re-
,eived by young naval officers in full uni
form. sworded, epauletted, chspeaued,
corded, and with waxed mustaches. They
eel that this is a naval triumph, break their
.ods, drop their envy, and do their duty.
Every bullet hath its billet.
Man the life-boat. Yeo! heaye, yeoi1
Here it occurs to me that the rest OF this
lrtless communication will do better at
mother time, when will tell you how to be
,ficially married. GATH.
A meeting of the holders of the Virginia
tate bonds was held in London on the 10th