The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-07-24
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prettIest wedding that had been seen in
Blankhampton for long time. To Mrs.
TfaffOrd it was Il particularly joyous oc-
casIOn although she cried little during
the ceremony. She knew that it was
probably the last time that they would
all appear together in public ia the old
city. There was Lady StauntOn in deli
cate mauve and white gown, looking very
happy and proud of her handsome hus-
band And there was Madge Oxford,
proud in the possession of q small pink
and white heir to the old name, Madge
herself looking delicate and evidently the
object of much care to Marcus whose
brave grey eyes never wandered very far
away from his wife's charming face. No
wonder as the crowded congregation saw
the little widow and her family, that
they said in their hearts or whispered in
each others ears that she was a won
derful little woman, as clever as she was
high.
Then there was smart breakfast in st.
EYES afterwards and an afternoon recep-
ton to see the bride and groom leave and
to view the wedding presents
Julia went away almost smothered in
rich furs amid universal good wishes, and
then the company turned their attention
to the presents. Such an array, filtering
down in costliness from the beautiful dia-
mond jeWelry given by the groom, the
Markhams and the Ceesprings, the silver
plate given by the Marcus Orfords, the
StauntOns, the Lucifers, and a host of
other people, to the piece of needle-work
which was the gift Of Elizabeth Damerel,
the china plaque given by dear Lady
Margaret Adair, and the Olive-Wood box
which came from the observation-disclosures.
Mrs. Fairlie's little offering took the
form of POmpadoUr stick of white wood
with huge ivory knob on top held in
place by a circle of gold on which was
craven Julia's married initials and the
date of her wedding day. Its a sweet
thing" said Julia. holding it out and look
ing at it dOUbtfully, when she had unfold
ed the many wrappings of tissue paper in
which it was envelOped. "But-but isn't
it Il little tall for me?"
Lady StauntOn went off into gay fit Of
laughter My dear child" she cried,
'the ring is nearly as tall us yourself
You never can carry it out-yOu will have
a mob after you to a certainty if you do.
Remember that you are little thing and
have not the advantage of Mrs. Fairlie's
height-hey, what do you say?"
Nobody calls her Mrs Fairlie now,"
exclaimed Julia, holding the long white
wand at arms length, Except to her face,
that is She has budded into The Blank
hampton Lily"
"Lorn' cried Lady Staunton ''Well,
then I'll tell you what | should do with
the Lily's white POmpadOur if were you.
should just wait till got my house and
then l should give it Il special niche in
your own bOudOir. You are sure to have
a white and yellow boudoir, and if you
stand the Pomp' UP against the new fash
toned white wood chimney-shelf, it will
look lovely. But walk out with it you
can't and that is Il certainty"
mot with me-" put in Stephen at this
moment.
So Mrs. Stephen Howard did not take
the P0nlpatour stick AVA on her honey
moon, and it remained among the other
presents for BlankhamDtOn society TO look
over and comment upon.
Mrs. Lovelace and the Major had sent
prelty little brooch With jeNelled fly re-
posing on it, and Mrs. Lovelico had look
ed one Of the prettiest women present at
the ceremony. But she looked ILL., every
body noticed that and more than one per-
son was heard to say that really she seem
ed to have taken the loss of her jewelry
very badly.
All the same there were one or two who
guessed that there was another and very
different reason than the loss of her jewels
which was at the bottom of Mrs. Love
lace's altered looks and graver smiles.
Pamela Winstanley, for instance, with
her own head held higher in air than she
had ever held it in all her life before,
which is saying a good deal, knew well
enough what was in the heart Of her rival
her rival, good Heavens, she meant her
sister, for did not she and Mrs. Lovelace
stand on the same battlefield and had not
Captain Legard loved, or pretended that
he loved, and then ridden away alike from
them both
More than once Pamela's pale eyes had
met Mrs. Lovelace's great black ones, and
not wishing to seem to be watching her,
she had turned her head away quickly
and with gesture which seemed to the
other to be one of triumph. All, if only
she had known about that little incident
in Mrs. Trafford's draWing-room, when
the star of Pamela Winstanley had paled
before the sun of Florence Doughty.
Trafford's wedding passed away and the
robbery of Mrs. Lovelace's jewels ceased
to be talked about, was indeed well nigh
forgotten, and then the Trafford house
hold began to thin-the Stauntons went
off to town for few days before paying
their visit to the old ladies, and Marcus
Oxford and his wife went back to the reg
iment, having only had few days leave
for the purpose of attending Julia's we'd
ding. So Mrs. Trafford was left quite
alone and she declared that she felt quite
glad to be quiet and live for herself after
the excitement and worry of the past two
years.
Dull, my DEAR" she said to Nina de
Isle, who came to commiserate with her
on her lonely state; 'no, am never dull
have always plenty to do and my friends
are very kind. But really am only now
beginning to breathe again. Two engage
ments going on in the house together are
bad enough, but an engagement of only
a month in length is matter of cruelty
to everybody concerned"
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