The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1875-10-08

toW-headed children, as though their
clothing were muslin and embroidery,
instead of bIue-drilling and calico.
''Mrs. Stanton exhibits shocking bad
tastev' said Mrs. Warren, whom we
recognize as Augusta Morton.
She had caught Florence's discarded
lover, and this was the commencement
of wedding excursion from Portland
to Corvallis.
George Danvers, with whom we also
became slightly acquainted at Mrs.
Cards soiree, was present with his
bride, Delphine Howard that was, who
looked upon the rustic company with a
curling underlip. They were not in
vited guests, but had made it convenient
to be at Valley Brook uponthe wedding
occasion, perhaps, from prying curios-
ity.
"When 1 saw Mrs. Stanton at Oregon
City last summer I didn't think she
had such neighbors as these. 1 should
think she'd be ashamed of them! She
knows we never associate with such
folks,n said the amiable Mrs. Warren.
''Oh, she's as independent as Herbert
and his sister, or Eliza Crandall. be-
lieve Floy Willard is just such crea-
ture, as great lady as she must con-
slider herself to be. By the way, do you
know that Eliza is going to be married?
hear that Hugh Waters is paying par
ticular attention to her." replied Mrs.
Danvers.
"Pshaw! he won't have her! He's
gentleman, but she is many removes
from lady"
"Hush! We'll attract listeners. We
don't know what kind of company
we're in."
A stir was occasioned by the arrival of
the minister, who entered the front par
lor with pleasant smiles and agreeable
words for all. FOlding-doors that COM
municated with richly furnished bou-
doir were thrown open, and the brides
elect appeared, looking like spirits from
cloud-land, and leaning upon the arms
Of their noble-looking suitors. Fanny
Waters and Eliza Crandall were the
bridesmaids, and Hugh Waters and
George Crandall, a brother of Eliza,
lately returned from California, were
the chosen groomsmen. Dresses of
white gauze, and wreaths of orange
flowers, draped the exquisite forms of
the brides with aerial loveliness. Mrs.
Gray thought it was "mighty extrava-
CANT, but as they didn't oaOe nuthin',
she guessed it wasn't nobody business"
The bystanders scarcely breathed dur
ing the short, doubly-spoken ceremony;
and the prayer, so appropriate, so touch
ing caused the tears to fall from many
eyes. If Herbert looked noble, as he
held the hand of his beautiful, marble
faced bride, Hubert looked none the
less so, as he gazed upon the glowing
cheeks of his chosen one.
The wedding banquet, being novelty
in its way, should not be overlooked.
Instead of vast amount of enticing
and indigestible knick-knacks, a WELL
filled board of healthy food was pre-
sented without apology or comment, to
the wondering guests. Fruits of the
most delicious kinds, both wild and
tame, so common in the territory, were
prepared in manner that reflected
great credit upon Mrs. Stanton's Gull
nary skill; while choice viands of many
descriptions, which she knew contained
no unhealthy ingredients, were bounti-
fully provided.
The evening, which gave promise of
being so pleasant, was taking its de-
parture in driving rain. Those who
lived within six or eight miles of the
mansion had expected to return home,
but the storm beat piteously against the
windows and howled through the now
almost denuded branches of the kingly
oaks, warning them to stay in doors and
wait for its fury to abate. Music, rep
artee, conversation respecting gold
mines, farming, stock, race-horses,
high-schools, the weather, the grass,
the fern, the fir timber, new buildings
and politics, were the amusements un-
til late. The rain had ceased to fall in
torrents, and fine, driving mist filled
the air, and darkness that conld be
felt" obscured the nearest objects. Go
ing home was impossible, and there
were not sleeping accommodations
enough in the house for others than the
many who had come from a distance.
Maurice was at loss, bnt Ada's quick
wit soon drove away his perplexity.
81 can manage this dilemma to a
nicely, Maurice. The barn is full of
sweet hay, upon which the men can
sleep, and I can make family beds over
the carpets for the ladies and children"
''It takes woman to make the best
of an emergency. This is the very
thing. Come, gentlemen, there are not
more than twenty of you; 1 can stow
you away in the hay as snugly as mice.n
And he lighted lantern, buttoned a
great-coat under his chin, and led the
van of retreating sleep-hunters.
The men in the barn had an inspirit-
ing time. Every country Oregonian
carries blanket, and, in case of an un-
expected bivouac, his Spanish saddle
serves as pillow. A man who cannot