Litchfield enquirer., 1881-11-03
MY WEDDING TOUR.

l me, and wrote myself for the drst time Mrs.
 Charles Vail, jr., and saw that the initials of
 the same were emblazoned on the end of my
 new Saratoga trunk, when we started for our
 can speak of it calmly now, but the time wat when it narrowed up my, inmost soul. To 1 this day Charley becomes wroth when itis
 mentioned, and says, it is my blamed imag7 I ination ;""b but le knows, and knoWafiwell, | that that is only one of those convenient little
 loop holes through which big masculinity can | crawl on emergency; and as the facts remain ing unchanged and indisputable, I shall defy Charlie and state them to the world. @1' Imagine then, reader or listener, whoever 1 you may be, that the last silken train had swept itself out of Trinity chapel, and the last notes of the inevitable Wedding March" ] shuddered themselves out of the groaning or gan, and that Charle and are married. Also
 that the kissing and crying over is achieved; and the voices of my husbands sisters and my
 maiden aunts, hailing down blessings on our heads are happily lost in. distance -tllat the only sound we hear is the rattle and roar of an express train eastward bound, and lam looking out into the golden monday, watching
 the fields and roads and villages and wood- lands race past us, and sweep back intofa stream like running water. There we sat-, l two blissful young fools-but it isn't of our
 bliss or our foolishness either that am going
 to tell you-only of the singular adventure of our wedding tour. .,s. a.e.sf. sg.,. F.. g Charley hadn't told me where we were to go, ead l rather liked belng left in ignorance, Knowing no more than that we were being
 swept away to some little paradise of our own it might be to an island of the Hesperides or Crusoe's kingdom, or Eden itself. We stopped at good many stations by the way, that looked anything but paradisical but saw everything through glass. rosilY, as I sat there demure and mute by Charlie's side. The shadows were growing short and it was just
 noon when we stopped at some "ville" or
 other, whose long, low, struggling buildings,
 crowding close upon. the track; and the broad,
 dusty, village street, branching of at right
 angles, are photographed upon my memory.
 Not for anything intrinsically remarkable; ];
 there were only good many teams and farm
 wagons, an open carriages and light carryalls
 standing about, with lazy horses rubbing their noses against old worm-eaten posts, under the
 row Of dropping green trees, and plenty of people on the platform, crowdipg together
 with greetings and good-bys; it wasea con- monplace, everyday picture enough, and nQt even pretty one, except in fragments. There
 was a, general exodus from the car, and a rush dinnerward, as we supposed, toward the swinging sign of some .thOuse" or other down the lazy little country street; and Charlie, looking at his, watch, said it was 12 o'clock and didn't want some lunch2 s0aI ba bf Or course didn't, but of course he said I must have it, and immediately started up. He wouldn't be five minutes, he said, and mustn't move till he, came back I was to guard our two seats and let no one come nigh them, and above all, l was to sit still, and not be lead away by any possible warnings to change cars: We're going through" Char lie remarked, stso just keep the seats and don't pay any attention" nodded obedience, and Mir. Vail marchedsout of the car, leaving me to peer after him in the crowd and catch | the last glimpse of his straw hat vanishing down the street. kg,1aia, .,u bsifa. }y q. lEaa
 naI watched the crowd; when Charlie was out Of sight, and unused and wondered over the faces and built up all sorts of dreamy specu- lations upon them, as one does in crowd
 when they have nothing better to think of Presently the door banged open, and the, voice
 ears sooe fos Roston seep Everybody began to scramble their bags and bundles and canes together and there was rush among the few who remained my fellow passengers T I WatchedL them go with
 out emotion, and merely settled myself more comfortably for the solitary journey through, which Charlie had misunderstanding a little where it's terminus might be, q but in no wise disturbed and anxious thereat9 I stared out at the people for five minutes longef at least go said the fat-faced clock in the .,ladies
 room" opposite my window pthoughsI made it fifty, at least in. my mental Gcalculatidn4-aHd then the door swung open againce This time a head projected into the cars rbared 'sAll out '" l-evidently at me--and x vanished again II won't get out, replied, defying the empty air. Charlie told. me to sit still, and I'm going to. Oh Charlie why in the world don't you come back !'' -i s53 ngia;lqais
 | But no Charlie came to answer me, and began to stare out in the crown with rather more anxious. eyes, and to grow little hot and uneasy, and to think, with certain un- pleasant thrills running down my back what would become of me if the train should start and Charlie should not come back at ,ail! At this awful point in my meditatioDs the loco motive gave vent to an unearthly escreech, which Ltook for 8 premonitory symptom of departure. and Twas lsb terrified that I started up from my seat just ass the elittle doorss6ung back for the third time tos admit of a last warning. like that of iFriar Bacon's bfazen
 head. This time the face reappeared on
 big. shaggy salt of clothes s6ne gsix feet high, and wasla grihn, ,fnot to sayirate, tvisage.
 Change cars, miss, a" said the person ,gruf-
 sa ss3s so s| a ,s5'ss sstf nssss
 going through" l thought this wasrthe right
 thing to say as Charlie had said it; but 1t didn't have the right effect. fiJ1tSgI
 Change cars then-there's the Boston train over there. This car runs back to New | fYork."..a4 ha l simply stared at the person in dogged way that he seemed to take ill!i @3HS.}D1 ee .'Coms ]" he exclaimed. waxing impatient.
 .sYou can't sit there all day, you know.: Whsre iss l'ti do you you wentto sp gol"aIgk IA
 %as ,ols to s s ssos and F must val, till The man stared back at me with interest.
 Where's your ticket, " he said, extending a dirty hndsg SgIET FVf0an b
 z "fhavet't got it, answered in a meek
 and consolidating tone, s'My-Char --at least,
 the gentleman who is with me has got them
 both. J" sa .s-a ' st - sal fls '. 'sThe gentleman Pretty fellow. w. he hem must bel Told you to sit still did he anez49 eeg I made no reply to this unwarrantable lack of respect in referring to my absent lord, but drew myselfnp and looked severely out of I the window.
 'Well, you can't go back to New York, 9 observed my tormentor, smmarily. s.Tbe best thing you can do is to get out. and look for your gentleman, miss. 7 ''s Saying which he jerked my bag down from the rack,d turned
 the opposite seat, which Charley had inverted
 back to, it's place, and, by species of moral
 suasion, caused me to pick up my shawls, par
 asol, etc, and follow him in abject submis- sion to the door.
 Nov where did the gentleman go?" he demanded, as he handed me out on the plat. l form. .tesI .hV& t4%. Sl} sfssfsa3 "He went to get me some lunch, replied,
 almost ready at this crisis to disgrace my
 bridehood and cry. .seys.sss4 <. ' @''s
 i l"And told you to sit still, did he? We'll,
 you stand right here and keep lookout fof him. There's the Boston train over there, goes in fifteen minutes, and he can't get into
 it without your seeing him, if he ain't inside
 already and my advice is, stick fast to i'm 1 if you find him, for he must need looking af- ter.,". es.f ~s< b@@ Tssgbis9 With which remarkable words the man set down my bag. and winked at a bystanders
 What's the row 2" asked the person thus | sv,x,s tad k0v s1~1