Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1885-10-03
A SILVER FORK.

Who can imagine a more delightful
hustle of preparation than that for an
approaching wedding Not the kind
whore every thing is given into the
hands of the caterer and the florist,
to be arranged as these worthless con
slider most proper, but another sort,
where loving hands accomplish every
thing needed for the gala occasion.
Where mysterious cOncOctiOns of cake
are made. weeks beforehand, and set
away to absorb a weekly drink Of good
old brandy; where the WhitesG Of
brides cake, and the clearest iellies,
and all sorts of tOOthsOme delicacies
come into existence in the mysterious
precincts OF the home kitchen; where
dear friends are looked for, and In
cluGed among the delights of the hap
py time, where tho house is newly
swept and garnished, and running
over with flowers.
All this charming confusion was
taking place in the home of the Lee
lands. Adelaide. the eldest daughter
was to be married the following even
ing to Harold Fitzgerald, VINO might
have passed for one of the old Saxon
Kings, with his fair hair and eyes of
blue. Adelaide sometimes called him
.
younger sister, dubbed him Harold,
the Saxon" And so it had come
about that the younger members of
the family spoke Of their new brother
as King"
AillicenG was in high feather. for she
was 20 be one OF the bridesmaids.
The cousins, Marion and Amy, had
arrived, and the three girls had been
kept busy all day in unpacking num-
bers Of parcels and boxes addressed to
the bride. At last everything was ar
ranged to their satisfaction, for this
was a home wedding, where all the
friends we're to enjoy seeing the evil
dencs Of esteem and favor shown the
young people.
How many strange and rare things!
It seems that Adelaide's friends,
knowing her love for the beautiful,
have sought especially for the curious
and elegant" said Amy.
Tell us about this queer, heavy
fork in the velvet case; you said it had
a history. didn't you Milly 9' ques-
toned Marion.
Yes, indeed King values that as
one of his choicest treasures, an
swered AIiliiceut.
LET rs sit down and rest; there is
time now to listen to the story" said
Amy.
'.Well." began bIillieent, 81 don't
know where TO begin, at the other end
or this end, or, in fact, don't know
the beginning On ending at adjust a
piece, a hundred years or so, In the
middleT'
''Why, how mysterious you are!"
SAID the listeners with one voice.
emo, not mysterious; but i some
times wonder IL there really Is a be-
ginning or end TO anythingi'
'sWOrse and WOrse!' cried Marion
go on with the story. Don't stray
of into such an alarminglY large
field"
s'IsuppOse, - said 8Iilly, thoughtfully,
''that I'd better tell you first about
Kings mother, for she it is, WhOmakes
him the gift. YOI have seen her,
haven { you. girlsP You know, then,
what 8 lovely, hIgh-bred old lady she
IS. The day she brought the case here,
she told me- its history, and said she
had always kept it for her eldest son,
and hoped he would pass It down to
pOsteritY in like manner. Mrs. EitZ-
gerald said that her early years were
spent Ia a small country town. and that
as she grew older she became ambi-
tious for more Of an education than
she could get at home. AT last it was
decided after many consultations as
20 ways and means that she should 90
70 an Eastern boarding school The
school catalogue called Coz, the usual
provision Of table articles fork spoon.
ring, and so on. An old uncle of Elrs-
Fitzgerald CHANGED to call one even
ing, when these wants were discussed