Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1885-04-10
A LIFE STRUGGLE.
The Story of a House Built Upon
the Sand.

A wedding party was about to issue from
the wide-open portals of a brown-stone
house on upper Fifth Q AS usual
a little crowd of curious street loungers
had gathered around the awning to see the
hackneyed yet ver-interesting ceremony
of rice-throwing together with the reck-
less launching into space of high-heeled
slippers.
simultaneously the inner vestibule doors
of the besieged mansion were thrown
open. From an orchestra hidden by q
screen Of palms in the marble hall cam
the strains of an inspiring march. A
swarm of white-robed maidens and at.
tendant men filled the entranceway, leav.
ing a narrow passage, down which passed
he following persons:
First, q page, youthful and sinking,
conscious OF many buttons, having in tow q
fussy French woman of uncertain age, who
skin dressing-case deliberately mounted in
silver.
A cab drawn up first in the line of car.
r!ages before the door received these orna-
1ents to society, but not before they had
been plentifully greeted with curb-stone
wit, affecting to mistake them for the
oswiy married pair.
Next came the father, a slender, mid
dle.sized care-worn-looking man, between
nifty and sixty in appearance, but in fact,
some ten years younger. After him, walk
ing alone with superb independence, smil-
upon her leisurely, giving her friends am
PIE time to survey all tue details of her
dress of costly brown velvet and sable fur,
came the bride. She bade goodbye to
the immediate members Of her family with
entire composure, and laughed at the
SnnWDlsc of 1toa olSrt nro,nI fhnpp n O.
She took the arm of the young man fol-
lowing her to descend the steps, where her
father was already waiting at the carriage
door.
There, that's over, thank goodness ~
she said, when seated by her husband,
rug about her knees. Good bye, papa !;
Hope you charged Marie about the dress
lhg-case, not to let it go out of her hands
lor a minute. l put Aunt Hopes diamond
staf IN there at the last moment. Who
would have believed that the old lady
my mind to nothing but q book-rack, or q
paltry little toilet set. I'm so thankful
she settled on that old case of grandmam-
mas books rs Grace's wedding present
ana not mine. l wish, papa, that mamma
w, would see that all my things are properly
~! we come back. I can't bear to think
y. their being fingered by curious people:
Yes, we will write from Florida, and
probably telegraph soone 1 trust we
r riI be starved travelling in that hor-
ava ~ southern country. But think of Grace
i,sa,s relations in hat old fogy village in
Connecticut. l should think she would
1--we more self-respect than to let such q
lung 'a,s get abroad about her. Dick, | do
nope you saw Marsden's face during the
N:inmony. l stole a glance at him, for l
"DlINnf hnva ,,;crn - H., l0oea1 on
I.nadiully cross and blue-ha! ha! hal
HuSS us he always looked when he was
toIiowlng mo around, and I danced or
i"iAsl with other mon. There, we are of,
: suppose. Good-bye! Good-byeW
,o ms .ne carriage drove rapidly, down the
IN perfect contentment.
Dic' '" y certainly ought to be satisfied,
KIM. ..Tl She said in a business-like way.
laiAn ehlng has been done in style! Papa
l nj eeell preaching so about economy of
sucl 'nat "a no idea he Meant to give US
iNchard started. He had, strangely
s S.rash FORA bridegroom who had just
.s %,s,eeuGa IN carrying Off the belle of her
OF , ahl season, lapsed into a meditation
var pr, Soile"hat rueful character. He was
nary much in love with Ellinor, but the
Jaw had not boon as pecunlarily reassur-
L. nc could v hoped. Nothing had
t u,on sad Of tho future arrangements of
we sIo"IihS couple, beyond q vague ..'hope
MAJ W see you both back for a visit at
l,o,,sae car, my boy" A check for one
fnn11 uola"s had been duly presented
~ ~ as uuly, we may be sure, chronicled
onsII silver fork! reporters for the fash
tnihn..' news -columns) to the bride by her
sj,r,n "osether with as fine and useless a
al cl,b Ira SET as Tiffany could furnish, and
lit Of t tbir trosseau: (The wedding OUT
eIed j.; ms republican belle had been mod
,r;ncas! ;r.s after that of a young foreign
just then entering the bonds of