The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1875-05-21

smell, was on the walls; and a stalwart
darkey was wrestling with refractory
carpet, that was also new. The bride
elect, very pretty. rather jolly-looking
girl of nineteen or thereabouts, had just
tripped up stairs, and now stood poised
on one shapely little foot at the top She
was most becomingIy dressed in dark
brown walking suit. Upon hearing an
inquiry for her august mamma she call
ed down stairs, very decidedly, No,
Mrs. Rucker cannot be seen to-day"
Nor Miss Rucker?"
"No, neither Mrs. nor Miss Rucker
can be seen to-day" and with back
ward glance at the appalling rolls of
carpeting that monopolized the halls,
she disappeared.
Nothing daunted by the inconveni-
ence or spring cleaning, the writer kept
on sonth for couple of blocks, and
reached No. 70S Michigan avenue, the
neat, substantial, but exceedingly
MODEST RESIDENCE OF GENENAL PHIL
SHERIDAN,
the gallant commander, who has sur
rendered the citadel of his heart after a
siege of twenty years. A ring at the
bell brought motherly, comfortable
looking colored aunty to the door. This
was Mrs. Mary Lawrence, the faithful
and attached housekeeper who has been
in his employ for ten years, and who
came with him from the valley of the
Shenandoah. The General was not at
home, but was expected every moment,
and there was no resisting the cordial
invitation to "step in and wait for him. :"
A brief survey took in the elegance of
the apartments. The costly Persian
carpets, the many pictures, the framed
commissions, and the autograph COM
plimentary letter of Abraham Lincoln,
the flags furled in the corners, and even
the Mexican saddle, with its Indian ac-
contrements, that holds place of honor
in the handsome hall, and had a history
as indeed has every picture, ornament
and relic in the parlors. An open CRATE
fire cast rosy light over the whole
scene, and the General seemed to ap-
preciate it, as he came hurriedly in and
rubbed his hands over the blaze, looking
more than ever like Napoleon the First
Query: Is it not strange that all the
pictures Of the General are ideals Of the
artist, instead of portrs it's of himself
Even Constance Meyer gives him an
Israelitish cast of countenance. Phillips
painted him with the expression of a
Johnny Bull enraged at his dinner, and
| an Italian painter with a Frangipani
name makes him resemble priest al
the confessional. The real General
Sheridan is Napoleonic in the breadth
of his shoulders, the massive head the
eagle eye, but he is a genuine Irishman
in the tenderness of his heart, the gal
lantry of his manner, and his native wi
which bubbles TO the surface like the
sympathetic waters of mineral spring
He showed the delicacy and refnemen
of his nature when he declined to con
verse about his marriage, but he blush
ed like school girl at the suggestion
and bowed his affirmation of the fact.
| THE NUPTIALs
are to be solemnized the first week il
June, with all the solemnity and splend
or of the Roman Catholic Church
Bishop Foley presiding, if, indeed, tn
new Cardinal. does not himself tie tn
silken knot. All the eclat and splendo
of a grand military wedding Will atten'
them. Reissig will probably furnisl
the floral decorations, and as certainl
Kinsley will provide the banquet. Pres
ldent and Mrs. Grant will attend. Col
onel Fred. Grant is already here. Tn
distinguished military officers Of tn
country will be present.
The presents will be unusually fine
Matson & Co., have had orders for su
perb silver sets, bronzes, and coral an
cameo sets of jewelry. 1t is anticipate,
that testimonials of affection and cor
g-atulation will come in from all part
) of the world.
En- passant, it may be well to announc
that the gage d'amour is a magnifcer
solitaire diamond of unusual weight an
brilliancy.
THE BRIDE
is a beautiful brunette, rather tall,
that willowy, dropping form considere
essential to beauty of the highest grade
her expression is animated, sparklin;
with a slight touch of audacity in e1
preston, which is charmingly modife
by maidenly modesty, and at ever
change of countenance the blush of
sweet inner consciousness lights up ht
lovely face; her complexion is cream,
with faint rose tint of health an
youth; her eyes large and brilliant an
l exquisitely soft, and her hair is a dar
glossy brown. Miss Rucker is the se
ond daughter of Gen. Daniel Henr
Rucker, of this city, and is now abor
: nineteen years old. She graduated fro
: the Convent of St. Leonard's, Philade
D phla, and is by her religious faith r.
= man Catholic. She has the finest educi
tion that it is possible to receive
e America, and her natural gifts are man
: and varied. She has been acquainte
a for years, as a school girl, and later as
society young lady, with General Sher
t dan, her bethrothed husband, and Il
n match is considered by friends Of bot
: parties as eminently suitable.