Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-10-19

! face full of tidings.
"Faith," said he, "haye you heard the
| news2"
"What news9" SAID little Faith.
Your uncle will get the start of US. at
ter ALL"
"What do you mean, Duke?"
"Why, he's going to be married."
"Uncle Nahum?' cried Faith, incredu-
lousy.
Eyes, uncle Nahum. And that &C.
counts for his being 50 willing and anx-
lous to get rid Of US --eh, little one?"
"And who is the bride2" questioned
Faith.
"Why, that's the mooted point, as yet
obody seems to know. Some saw one,
and some say another, but the general
impression seems to be that 1t is that rich
widow who Owns the brown-stone block
on the corner!'
'I'm sure hope he will be happy
said Faith, with trcmulous lip, and eyes
sutfused with tears. But-but think he
might have said something to us about
it,"
"People are not generally in a hurry
to proclaim the fact that they are about
to make fools of themselves" sasd Duke
| Bourne bitterly.
"Why," cried Faith, laughing through
| her tears, "that is precisely what he said
| about us!'
But the next day letter from uncle
Nahum Nixon himself settled the matter.
| He wrote:
There's to be a wedding at my house
on the 18th, and 1 want you and Duke
to be there without fail"
"a wedding! At his house!' cried
Faith. II supposed weddings were al
ways held at the BRIDES residence"
$50 they are, DEAR" said Miss Smith !;
"but your uncle was always so eccentric"
"What shall we do?' said Faith.
"Why, go, Of course" said Marmaduke
Bourne. ITO show that we bear no ma
ice at being dislnherited, if for no other
reason
The seventeenth of March arrived, a
cold, clustering, windy night, and the
| old red brick house was all in a glimmer
Aof light as the young betrothed pair
drew up to the door.
Uncle Nahurn met them on the thresh-
old in his old-fashloned swallow-tailed
coat, with a huge white camelia bud in
his button hole. and a pair of surpris-
lngly white kid gloves.
"Have you brought your white frock?"
was his first question to his niece.
"No, uncle, L"
"That won't do,' said uncle Nahum.
"Nobody must come to my wedding
without marriage garment. It's lucky
1 provided one for YOU Come up stairs.
quick, and put it on, tor the parson is
waiting and the company are here.
'But, uncle, the bride?"
"You shall see her by-and-by," said
uncle Nahum, cespotically. "Come up
stairs now, and change your dress"
"But uncle-a white silk" cried Faith,
looking in dismay at the glistening dress
laid out for her use.
"What then? Isn't white silk the
thing for a wedding? Put it on quick,
and I'll send some one to bring you down
In five minutes"
And so with doubtful heart Faith
Nixon robed herself in the white silk
dress, with It's trimmings ofvapory blonde
and its long trail.
"Where's your veil!' said nncle Ma
hum, when he came himself, few min
utes later, to the door,
"Uncle, [ can't wear vel" pleaded
Faith.
'But you mustn' said uncle Nahum,
Nobody comes to my wedding without
a veil"
And he placed the wreath lightly On
her head
"But uncle Nahum, they'll take me for
the bridc'
"Let 'em,' said the old gentleman.
''Take my arm. Now come down stairs.
and I'll show you the bride. Here she
is"
And lifting her bcwildered eyes, Faith
Nixon beheid her own figure rejecting
IN tull-length mirror at the stairway.
"Here's the bride,' chucklde uncle Ma
hum, leading her up to Duke Bourne.
And here's the groom touching Bourne
on the arm. " And here's the 'parson, all
ready and waiting. Now, Reverend Sir"
to the clergyman, 'marry them as fast as
you can"
And, before either Of the astonished
young people could demonstrate, thcy
were made man and wife.
'Duke," cried the bride, as soon as the
ceremony was over, 'did you know Of
this?"
"No, I didn't" said Mr.. Bourne wlths
his arm very tight around his little wife
waist. "But must say that I approve
veryhighly OF the whole procecd1ng."
Uncle Nahum stood by, rubbing his
hands, his whole face wreataed in one
prodiglCus smile.
$50 you supposed it was who was to
be married, eh?' he said" Not bit of it.
not bit OF it! I'm too old bird TO be
caught WITH such chaff as that! No, no,
little Faith! Did you think was going
to turn my wee birdie out of her nest,
after all the years she has been cherished
there? No, no! I only wanted to as
sure myself that your fancy was real
fancy, and that this young rascal here"
smiling Bourne on the shoulder once
more. ''loved you for yourself alone and
not for the money he thought the old
man was going to leave you. And you're
to live here, both of you, and we'll be
happy ever after. Strike up your harps
and fddles! Let's have a dance let's
all be merry logether!"
And Uncle Nahum Nixon himself led
OFT the bridal qaadrille, dancing in the
good old style Of fifty years ago.
u don't have wedding every day."
said uncle Nahum, breathlessly, as he
cut one last pigion-wing; "and I mean
to make the most of it,
The Wickedest Book Agent.
From the Boston journal.
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