The weekly Oskaloosa herald. [volume] (Oskaloosa, Iowa) 1855-1885, 1874-02-26


for Aunt Courtenay YVES { ite de
lighted at her niece's brillant pros
poets, and Mr.. Havilaud was in IN
seemly haste 30 the wedding W..
urged for yard AZ once.
Edith ard Lutte were orphsn
worth q large property in their owl
right then they lived with Mrs
Courtenay, who, rot having any chill
dren, loved them as her own and
being very ambitious, we cannot won
der that she gloried IN Edith's sue
cess, or that she decided that tb,
wedding should not be excelled.
She succeeded admirably. The
dress was ordered from Paris direc,
and the veil also, and most of he,
wardrobe as well. Full FIVE hundred d
invitations were sent out Vedder
the caterer, with his well trained ser
wants, and Brown, the florist, came
TO do honor to the occasion.
There were eight bridesmaids and
grOomsmen, among whom Walter
aud Lutte were the first and the
bridal gifts were estimated to be
worth nearl y a hundred thousand dol.
lars, among which Mr.. Haviland's
gift to his bride, magnificent set OF
diamonds, was the most valuable.
Edith was beautiful in her compos.
ure when taking upon herself the
vows tn At were to make or mar her
happiness Tor life. Not tear dimmed
her eyes until she clasped Walters
hand, and put away Lutle's arms
from around her neck, as they parted
on deck of the steamer IT, at was to
bear her and her husband away to a
foreign land.
Lutte came back to her home, and
Walter comforted her; and after that
1t got to be an accepted thing that he
should come of an evening and while
away the hours with reading, play
ing chess, and singing with the home
loving little girl, with her winning Q
ways.
After a time, too, he began to long
tor the evening, and to watch for the
kindly face, and the gentle greeting,
and to think that merinoes with lace
at the throat and wrist was the yery
acme OF good taste.
And so the old dream faded, and
the new began, and bis face grew
brighter, and his step frmer, and one
night coming home from a sleigh
ride, he put his arm around her, and
with world of tenderness in his
voice, asked her to he his wife.
She kissed softly the lips that were
pressed to hers, and nestled closer
in his strong arms, and he had his
answer.
A little while after there was a
quiet wedding, elegant in all its ap-
pointments, Of course, neither they
nor Aunt Courtenay would have had
1t Otherwise and for bridal tour
there was a pleasant trip to the Yer
mont farm house, where Lutte reign
ed supreme in all their hearts, by her
gentle, uDassuminG kindness to every
one.
They were neither too plain or old.
fashioned for her they were Wal
ter's people better, kinder, never
lived, and the young wife loved them
dearly. No one could have told now,
but before the three weeks visit was
ended, the old house was metamor-
phosed. The straight backed chairs
had lost their stiffness, the rocking
chars we're cushioned, and dainty
white curtains were tied back with
blue ribbons the few plain pictures
were hung over, and the mirror that
was Walter's -randmother's made to
reflect sOmeth ~ besides the top of
your head. How they loved her.
The good old mother wiped her eyes
many a time with her blue checked
apron, as she watched them drive
away to the station.
Lune's money bonght d IN pleas
ant, nmpretending littIe house and
Luue with her ready, willing fingers,
has made 1t veritable paradise. 1t
seems az though the sun especially
loved to shine upon it, and in every
room there seemed a welcome wait.
ing Tor all.
1t is doubtful if they are ever as
wealthy as the Havilands but they
move among the very best of society,
the wheat not the chaff, and they
gather about them all that is rare
and beautiful in statues, books, pic
lures, and the like, and Aunt Court
eDay comes there very often, and
says the very place is restful.
Edith comes too, but her eyes have
a sad, panied look when Lutte meets
Walter with welcoming kiss, and
notices how fondly he loves her, and
how proud be is of her sweet home
ways, for everybody loves her, from
the author and statesman, who de-
lights in talking with her, to the lit
tie milkman who watches for her
smiles.
Mrs. Haviland meets her husband
occasionally, quite as often, however
as she cares to and she lives on
Fifth avenue, has her diamonds still,
drives her pony phaeton, or her coach
and four, as best pleases her, queens
it IN society as she has always done
gets the first fashions from Paris, and
is envied as she expects to be; but
in the solitude Of her own room she
mourns over the ht-have-been,
and longs almost intensely for the
home and the love that in her girl.
hood she threw away to satisfy hei
ambition.
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