The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-06-04
QUEER LOVE MATCHES.

Correspondence of the Boston Herald.
The recent marriage of that champion
woman's-rights-woman, Julia Smith Of
Glastonbury, is another striking proof
that wonders never cease. Whe would
have thought it2 How could she do It?
Why did yshesdd1 How was it brought
about2' Wasit loye' 4 match? or mar
rage de sconveny Se2;or was she dragoon-
ed into it2sorA bride and groom both
crazy? Ifthey wished to be together
companions 81 the very foot of life's hill
could it not, without scandal, have been
arranged otherwise? Was it necessary that
she should give up her independence,
bind herself hand and foot, soul and body
to the monster she has resisted and
fought these many, many yearss When
such an old champion of the great cause
thus throws up her hand and acknowl-
edges herself beaten, where are we to turn
withsfaith and confidence? Representa-
stivesof wronged and oppressed women,
where are your swords and bucklers!
Where your armo1 of triple steel? Susan
B. Anthony, answer US. Alas, our con.
l;6lence even in Susan is shaken now
And thus has our Glastonbury sister
thrown our ranks into disorder, sOwr
| suspicion and distrust in the hearts o.
our friends and made our enemies t.
laugh in triumph, !1ia1s u asfaiE
But there IS this much comfort. Thu
5000 Il believe that is the number) il
excess of unmarried women over unmar
ried men in New England, may TAX
heart, lift up their heads and rejoice will
good show Of reason, for they see plainl,,
enough that, while there is life there j
hope. Better is it to be bride of g.
than never bride at all. Old-maids
erase the term from the calendar. It. ha
! no longer place anywhere. There ar
! no old maids. II And this much of graft
! tude do we, owe to Glastonbury Julia. 81
/ bless the aged turtle-doves! May they b
HAPPY! 6 d Gf !la@s5g II 7s.@:|i-@~ '&
& Ishave Mown, the parties to two sue
L marriages, and. believe there were n
! Iiafter regrets III either case. In one til
| ! bridea.was ian. old Westchester aunt,
r everybody had called her Aunt Debby *
r 40 years, who lived all alone in a snu
little house of her own, with nothing
do but nurse her rheumatism and talk
! her cat. Her income was barely enoug
! to supply, her own and Tabby's, simp
needs, Seventy-fve years-you see ST
> was young girl, as it were, compared
: our Sister Smith had passed over hi
: head, leaving their traces in snowy loci
and wrinkled cheeks and tottering limb
her meagre form enveloped in !
- quilted gown, and her head wrapped
red flannel, she was apparently an in
possible target for Cupid's arrows, al
as she seldom left even her upstairs roo
Ie what chance had the miserable ny lit
se Coda None whatever, you will answe
Rash mortal, do you forget that ia
= reaches US by the most unexpected path
l. Aunt Debby came through leak IN t
v roof. It was directly over her room a.
:, she had an attack of rheum
Ii tism and couldn't be moved :
s. carpenter was sent for. He came, Q ia
ct staiwart, good-looking young fellow
of 25. He mended the root, and then Au
he Debby thought he might just as "
he tighten her window sashes, and then
r. remembered two or three other little jo
he about. the house she wanted done.
III think he was there altogether abou
~ week. How it was managed, or "
ID. spoke first, "you nor I, nor anybo
Id knows', but poor old Aunt Debb
friends were terrified one moning
hear that she was married, actually
Il. really, quilted wrapper, red flannel 7
Z, -, and all IN the Young carpenter.