The New York herald., 1877-11-23


doctrines learned; may she be fruitful in
ohspring, approved and innocent. and attain
unto the rest of the blessed and unto the
heavenly kingdom; that they both may see
thear childfen's children unto the third and
fourth generation, and arrive at q desired
old age, through the samc Jesus Christ our
Lord.
After this the mass proceeded, and further
on The priest, turning to the bride and groom,
pronounced the solemn invocation begin
ning:-"Deus Abraham, Deus isaac ct Deus
Jacob sit votiscum" wherein the God ofAbra-
ham, the God Of Isaac and the God Of Jacob is
implored to be with the married pair and
Himself fulfil His blessing upon them,
that they may see their children's children
unto the third and fourth generations.
Then tho bride and groom returned to the
prie-dieaand knelt until the end OF the mass,
at quarter past twelve.
THE WEDDING MARCH.
The hour Of solcmnity was over; the time
of JOY had begun. The wedding march
peAled out from the organ, the Duke and
new made Duchess arose and marched out,
followed by her bridesmaids and the family.
There was a moments pause and the Prin-
cess Louise passed out, followed by her lady
in waiting, Lorne himself bringing up the
rear.
WEDDING BREAKFAST.
When outside it was found that the rnin
wns still falling heavily. There was no
delay in seeking carriages. and the party
drove to the home of the bride in Grosvepor
street, near Hyde Park, for luncheon.
THE TAKING HOME.
Two hours before the departure Of the
special train which was to convey the
honeymoon party from the Victoria station
to Arundel throng had gathered to say q
word Of cheer to the Duke and his young
bride on this the first step in their honey
moon. The train was made up Of four
gilded saloon carriages, and the HERALD
correspondent was given the exclusive jour-
nalistic privilege Of accompanying the party
to Arundel.
NUNS TO WISH THE DucHEs yoY.
The platform was covered with crimson
carpet, and waiting for the bridal party
were q company of girls and nuns from the
convent, of which the bride is patroness.
! They had come ahead Of time, and as the
cold November wind swept through the
| great high arched depot the nuns and their
charge shivered with cold. The bridal party,
however. was punctual, and the faces of oil
lit up as they saw their happy patroness ap-
proach. The bride seemed, indeed, happy
as she kissed each Of the good patient sis.
tiers ia turn and smiled afEectionately or
everybody. She wore . blus velvet drsss,
with long train, and Rubens hat, with 4
white feather. The train started at twenty.
Ave minutes past two p. NJ. to Arundel, in
the southwest Of Sussex, ffty-eight miles
| from London.
| THOUGHTS ON THE WAY.
As the train sped onward through the
fields Of Surrey, and occasional modest
demonstrations at various stations along
the route were seen with pleasure from the
carriage windows, 1t seemed strange tc
think that all the honors Of the day
had their origin In the deeds and striv.
ings Of men and women dead for centuries.
It is . long. backward glance to tho Saxon
Howards or Herewards Of the days before
the Conqueror William brought over his
fierce Normans to trample upon the Eng
lish people. despoil them Of their lands and
set up buffers, suffers and minor officers
for lords over them. II needed some grit
and tact and brain power for q
Saxon Of those times to rise above
the scorn that their conquerors treated
them to, and 10 assert their superiority at q
time when the hungry camp followers and
later their no less naughty descendants
grasped with mailed hands At every homo,
in the land. Yet the Howards did this and
in tho time of Edward L they are found
among the chiaf judges Of the land and the
belted knights that sought honor in bloodie,
ways.
TIRE BLOOD OF THE 5LAHrAoExErs.
Early in the fifteenth century We And the
Saxon strain blending itself with the blood
OF the royal Plantagenets through daugh
ter of de Mowbray. Duke Of Norfolk, Ear
Marshal Nay, more, the blood Of tho roya
Bourbons Of France came with this famil,
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