The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1886-10-30

S'' cilcS AnaDCl,
sprlnglng up from her chair, and
tumbiing down the youngsters without
noticing. Bridget! nursie" she calls
to the maids in the ante-room, take
the children away directly"
sne al hardly restrain her tears nm
til she is obeyed, and the door closes
upon the little figures. Then murmur.
ing to herself: "But l must moi crv
and spoil my eyes, for it is my wedding
day." she wecps bitterly.
Nine O'Clock n m.--The bridal dress
arrived at last. "If it had not been
for J--'s influence in the custom.
house it would never have got through
in time, and you would have to be
married in"
"Has it come?' says Anabel, per.
fectly inditferently.
Yes; q superb chef d'rurre of Paris.
ian costuming. White tulle over white
satin, the tulle studded all over with
white jasmine and orange blossoms: the
vail bordered with orange blossoms; a
corsagc knot of jasmine and orange
and wreath for couture to match.
Anabel rejected the bouquet of the
corsagc. II shall wear--thcse at least
natural fowers,' she said.
"An' de nat raj flowers am here" said
the old nurse. ''Dey am come fo' suah,
long wild Massa Franklin's weddin'
gif. Better late dan neber. A cross
OBJ cmrils. Miss Ambel. Missus les
pecked in, an miscovered. A mighty
pretty gif' for Massa Franklin" And
the fond creature gave Anabel a
strange, penetrating %glance-a re-
proachful glance, if any thing so af-
f%ectionate could be called reproachful.
Ten O'Clock a. m.-Anabel has tried
on the wedding dress. Her grooms-
men and bridemaids have come to
practice the formalitics of the cerc-
mony. The eldest brother, Jancey.
with 4 look of great seriousness, per-
sonates the bridegroom; May, with no
seriousness at all, personates the
clergyman. Then Anabel, alone in
the tower room, disencumbered of the
bridal dress, glances into the small
jewel case enclosing the of
emeralds, Franklin Monroe's gift. II
would wear it if l COULD she says to
herself, ''only a bride must be in pure
white. What a lovely color these
stones have! l do not wonder that
tired lapidares rest their eyes upon
emeralds. would like to wear it, for
love-oh, indeed l love Cousin Frank
lin next best to mother-next best in
all the world to mother and Eugene"
At the very thought of the name
Eugene Anabel Clifton colored.
She was much in love with the young
man Eugene Sands, her chosen hus-
band--deeply in love, although she
had known him scarcely three months;
and but for his high credentials, his
wealth and position, his impetuous
persistence in fastening the marriage.
and the urgent fatality that precipi-
tates a love-match, Anabers sole guar
dian, her mother, could not have been
persuaded to part so early with her
child.
"And to-day l shall be his wife,"
gaspcd Anabel. with a sudden time
stroke on her heart, half dread, half
ecstasy.
Eleven O'Clock a. MA note for
you, Miss Clifton says a servant,
breaking up Anabel's solitude.
Twelve o'clock m.-Anabel is lying
motionless in a dead faint and the
ceremony to be at three!
The news spread through the house
like wild-tire. The mother, the nurse
and the doctor, hastily summoned,
were at her bedside.
"She neber tainted aforc in her
Dressed lifetime" said the old nurse,
''Sumthin's happened TO suah.'
'She had q note sent to her. some
one suggested. She dismissed imme-
the servant who brought it;
hen a sharp call was heard-a cry.
When the tower room was reached,
Anabel lay stretched on the floor in a
swoon, Where was the note
hat a moment before she must have
lad in her hand? 1t was nowhere to
De found.
One o'clock p. m.-The flower dec
busy in finishing the fragrant
ornament Of the house, nothing re-
naming to be done but to hang the
of camelias in the halls, and
wine the balusters of the stairs with
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