Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1886-04-03
THE FAIRY BRIDAL.
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night, where, on soft, smooth
lawn, they held gay festival. There
was dance, like the waltzing of quick
waters; and song, like the Ginning of
crystal bells.
There was sport and mirth, and
many wondrous tale; but, when the
moon grew pale, and clear ray shot
up in the east, they drew to a close
their revelry.
And when we meet again, said
Flora, I'VE will have, what we have
not had tonight bridal!
There was sound of many voices,
from the fairy troop, like the sweet
songs of birds, rising from thick for
ests, with the music of innumerable
leaves. And the chorus was-'Who I?
who ? who shall be the married ones p
Decide that for yourselves said
Queen Flora. who will be our first
bridegroom and she turned to the
tall Cardinal Flower, in his rich Grim
son robes, as though he could best
answer that question.
But the Cardinal turned still more
red, as though at an indignity, and
intimated that any one of his vocation
might better spend his time than by
devoting it to one fairy. Young Mari
gold lifted his tasselled cap, and
stood, tall as could, in his plush habit
of gay maroon; but he could not
make up his mind to speak, and only
cast meaning glance at the sweet
breathed Pink, which she returned
by fragrant sigh. Nasturtion fut-
tered his rich-hued banpers, and look
ed at all the loveliest flower FAIRIES, as
though if he could wed the whole in
one it would make him still happier.
Sweet Pea lifted her thin wings in
response, as though she felt that there
must be particular affinity between
them; but Nasturtion only smiled be-
nignantly on all. Bachelor held up
his button, to remind them of his
sworn celibacy; and Sweet William
did not know how to choose one, and
break the hearts of all the rest OF his
admirers. Cactus bristled with dis
may. The queen, who had noted
this, began to doubt whether she
should find groom for her marriage
festival; but just then Moss stepped
forward in his green velvet jerkin,
with his scarlet cockade in q stout
olive-colored cap, and altogether quite
stiff bristling appearance, spite of
his well-known good nature Indeed
he looked as though he thought it
would be a fighting affair, after all,
spite of the evident reluctance to &c
cept the queens challenge, and he
stood ready for any one of them, or
for any thing. Flora smiled lovingly,
for Moss was great favorite with
her, though he was not SO grand as
the Cardinal, nor so beautiful as Mas
turtion, nor so much admired as
Sweet William. But the little FAIRIES
all laughed. They did not appreciate
Moss, and considered him decidedzy
green. Though an old acquaintance,
they only thought of him as an impu-
dent little fellow, forever intruding
himself upon their circles, running
about in all manner of out of-the-way
places, and they complained that he
was forever ander foot.
And who shall be your bride? said
the smiling queen, not needing the
sneers of many. Moss was puzzled
for an instant. There was violet, his
old friend, with whom he had so often
nestled at theroots of old trees whom
he had clasped to his heart in deep
shaded dells, and under the cool
rocks; and he remembered her sweet
breath when she rested at his side, or
closed her blue eye on his bosom.
That deep eye was lifted to him now,