The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1886-11-17
FROM SEVEN TO NINE.

Seven o'clock in the morning. and
Anabel Clifton's wedding dayl
The sunshine drlfted through the half
closed blinds and danced upon the white
wall OF the upper room in the Eliza
oethan tower OF the Cliftons' river-town
rilla: This little apartment, usually in
fudied order, was strewn with incon-
Bruous draperies, and was, as one might
ny, in dishevelment. Anabel was still
lsleep. She did not stir when her
mother and her nurse-the AGED nurse
oI all the family of eight, of whom
'eyenteen-year old Anabel was the eldest
and the favorite-climbed up the narrow
talrway from the nurs&9, and stood at
the curtained entrance galing in.
1t is not in a sleeper 10 Withstand des-
pelately earnest glances, and Anabel's
eye'lds tremblcd, then unfo,ded.. She
had been deeply asleep, for she seemed
TO come slowly back from the mysterious
world as she fixed her eyes on the two
mute figures and gradually recognized
Them. No sooner had one ray of
recognizant consciousness passed from
her than one Of the visitors-the mother
vanished. There had been something
SO glrlishly, so almost babyishly, inno-
rent in the sweet little sleeping face, and
something so unspeakably dear in its
awakening, that she could not trust her
'elf to linger. She stole down the stair
way, and catching up from its crib her
youngest darling, a girl, and of all her
children most like her fresh, faultless,
beautiful Anabel, she burst inte pas
sion of weeping.
The old nurse advanced. "HCome,
Miss Ambel, high time We war SsStirrin'
An dis yer weddin' day, an de pres
ems a-huddin in hansum. Come, honey,
bes' put on yer dressin'- gown and lebe
de fixin' till after brcakfas'. For Dinah
;he gone got sech a breakfas'; all dc
tlbbes yer fond oh, Miss Ambel, Drilled
rhicken, abbe tart, eberyting enviting.
lut dis yere's yer weddn' time, an
honey, dere isn't sech a bride ebery
day.
such a happy, happy bridem said
Anabel
She had slipped from her bed in a
twinkling, and stood beside her dusl1y
friend, with her hand on the cumbrous
shoulder, and her roseate face fondly
near the dark-hued, wrinkled, but ever
kindly one. She kissed the old goodie
kiss on her forehead.
"Such a happy, happy, bride" said
Anabel
8 o'clOck 4. M-Breakfast oven but
hardly tasted, in spite of "tibbies." Oh,
why do they keep the pet morsels of life
until the exact moment when tits impos.
sible to swallow them2
'May the children come in2" asked a
voice, cheerily.
& A rush of little ones. They climb on
Anabel's knee, they kiss her, they hug
her. May, the eldest, steals her arm
around the white neck, and takes one OF
the long bright golden curls of ''thC
BRIDE between her lips. Jancey, the
favorite brother, blurts out "Oh, what
a fool you are, Mamie, to go and leave
us! Such lots of fun as we had ahead,
tool"
"And we love you sol" whispers May
"Oh, you darliBgs!" cries AnA5el,
springing from her chair, and tumbling
down the youngsters Ayithout noticing,
Bridget! nursie ~ she calls to the maid;
in the anteroom, "take the children
away directly
She can hardly restrain her tears unit
she is obeyed, and the door closes upon
the little figures. Then murmuring tC
herself, But l must not cry and spoil
my eyes, for it is my wedding day" she
weeps bitterly.
8 o'cLO 4. M-The bridal dress arrived
at last. s''If it had not been for j.
influence IN the custom house it would
never have got through in time, and yoJ
would have 10 be married in"
Has it comet" says Anabel, perfectly
inditferently.
Yes; a superb chefFGurrS of Partisan
costuming. White tulle over white satin,
the tulle studded all over with whit
jasmine and orange blossoms the vel
bordered with orange blossoms; a corsag,
knot of jasmine aud orange, and wreatl
for coitfure to match
Anabel rejected the bouquet of the
eorSage. 81 shall wear-these at least
natural flowers, she said.
SAN de nat'ral flowers am here, said
the cd nurse. "Dey am comoSfo' suah
long wild Massa Franklin's weddin' gif'
Better late den neber! A cross OBJ EN-
rils, Miss Ambel Missus jes peeked in
an l miscovered A mighty pretty gif
for Massa Franklin And the fonC
creature gave Anabel a strange pene
trating glance--a reproachful glance, i
anything so affectionate could be calleC
reprCachful.
10 o'clock A. M-Anabel has tried ol
the wedding dress. Her groomsmel
and bridemaids have come to practic
the formalities of the ceremony. Tn
eldest brother, Jancey with look p
great seriousness. personates the brice
groom; May, with no seriousness at all
personates the clergyman. Then Ana