The Arkansaw traveler., 1882-11-05

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 And one in her ~In6ing.sheei
 found it to-day. the little scrap of glistening satin tha; was no, white. nor pearl color. but combined all three, Tn the past-and- gone tint known as moon-on- the lake. and as stood with II in my hands, and looked with longing. hungry eyes on the fair fabric. the hot tears iell one by one. m an anguish that has never ceased nor dulled. and yet what was cr1ng for :: because our darling had wo.n tha, beautiful dress and so passed ou, of OUT sight But all brides 70 away mo d new life-and ours had gone-but wat. there Is nc, much to tell.
 We had all consulted together in breathless wonder over her we'd ding dress: she had auburn hair ard that wonderful color that goes with 1t, and eyes of heavens own biue-oh my dear, dear 2irl-and pink was too warm. and white too cold, and blue not to be thought of, and NC had ,umbled over pre- ious and priceless things. and sad IT our hearts, If not with our lips, not good enough, ,7 and II did seem as if we would never be suited and the wedding day coming nearer and nearer. when Aunt sophie anne down one day with square package done up ID tissue paper. AGni Sophie was an old maid with romance in her life. and she vas vey rIch and had trunks of rare and beautiful! things that her father. d ship owner. had brought from far on countries. Whaieve! she Was atou; ,o sheW us would be beautiful ane costly. we knew. and we gathered aheu: Ter m eager conolaNe as she opened the pae kage and unfolded i,s contents.
 Beautiful. Why we jus; helG our breaths and exclaimed with rapture as the lovely shimaering mass nppled in waves of beauty through her caressine fingers. ard NC sand with one accord " Her ~ed- ding dress
 Ioor old 4uniie She ohoked down something IT her throat. and misapplying our exclamation. said gently ard sadly:
 Yes: il would have been. but you know he died before the day was set. and so there |, is. and our own darling shall wear il.
 We were noi sdpefsiiious. bat some how cold shadow seemed 10 droop over us. and then we heard her merry, ing inE laugh. and she came dancing mot alone. either and drew the lovely satin NEccH dii di3tAl HSIs anu SHoHNA I4OI sweet auburn curls over |. and held II against her peaoh-like cheek.
 Is !, good enough. dear: asked Aunt Sophie, huubly.
 And then 10 see our sweet siri throw Ii down. unheedlng Is beauty. run ;o Aunt Sophie. and clasp her round arms about the athered neck. and kiss the old cheek lovingly and say l, Is too good can never love you enough for gnlng |, To me, and thInk Il the ven loveliest thing l ever saw. but wil. never wear IL f !, makes you one little b, unhappy
 Our dear gir. tha, was lust her own tender way with us al. l, ended by her having the dress made. and she put II on one night m the >paIe thamber "hieh looked to the west. .snc stood there IT ,he glory of the sunset. like an enchanted, plcrihed beng. and we all kissed her and wished her Joy with a solemn feeling that she was wrapped n ,he beauty 0; another world.
 |: might have been that there was evil luos in the stress ,ha, was twice. and vet never a wedding dress. bu, more iisely there iurked some fever aboe, ,he foreign loom ,ha, wove il. but oh. 1CstNCiiS toH II pfbkC oui iiCditS VI HCi our darling wore |, she was as lovely as ever, but she was not the bride of mortal man. We had thought Tn our arrogance that no fabnc was fair enough for our darhng's wedding dress-perhaps God had thought so. too. for never in our widest dreams of sheeny satin or shim- nenng silk had we imagined color so tar. fabric so rich. as ,ha, which He had provided for her 10 wear al ihe we'd ding feas, of the Lamb.
 SRohed and croN med with your saintly bhss.
 Queen oi Heaven and bride of the sun"
 What matter that our poor human hearts are raoked in anguish. since our darling IS safe always; not 10 fade or grow unloved. or know old age. but for ever a beautiful radiant bride. as she was when we lad her away in her wedding dress.