The Ketchum keystone. [volume] (Ketchum, Idaho) 1885-1899, 1890-01-25
A DAUGHTERS TACT
Leads to Her Parents Remarriage
A Secret Wrong Righted.

106OS TO a0T 18r0ut4 6om&1T1480.
A Secret Wrong Righted.
There was q silver wedding Just
over the line in Ohio two nights ago,
at which a very large number of the
country people were guests, that
was remarkable in several ways, and
behind which there is a novel ro-
nance.
It was the wedding of Mr.. Henry
and Mrs. Anna Conover. The Con-
overs are well-to-do farmers. In
entertainments, of this kind in this
part of the country the chief feature
of the evening is repetition of the
original wedding ceremony. The
wife dresses in the original wedding
dress, if it be possible, and SO does
the husband in his old suit. If not,
then dress and suit like the old ones
are made. If the original parson
or justice can be had to reperform
the ceremony, the social event is
complete.
In the case of the Conovers the
wedding was not announced until
about ten days before it took place.
The announcement was something
of a surprise to the neighbors, for
at least a months notice is given
ordinarily. But when this surprise
was mentioned by a neighbor to
Mrs. Conover the old lady said "it
was all the doings of Agnes"
Agnes was the twenty-year-old
daughter. She had come to her
mother one afternoon, after having
gone hastily out to the barn where
her father was at work, and had,
with manner that exhibited unu-
sual excitement, said:
"We are going to have a silver
wedding, mama. / am going to
manage it all. You must get out
your wedding dress and have it aired
and repaired for the occasion"
Law, chill" said the old lady,
"me wear that !" The old lady
weighs about 175 now, but was a
slender, willowy lass of 12O when
married. It made no difference.
The dress was of gray Irish poplin,
and some to match could be had,
and the girl insisted that it be done
with determination that could not
be withstood. Her fathers broad
cloth suit had long since been worn
out, but the girl took him, he looking
somewhat sheepish, as the mother
observed, to the tai or, ;nl had
one ordered for the occasion. The
girl wrote the invitations, and put
on each one, "No presents" and
that was remarkable for that part
of the country. She also sent clear
across the State to another confer
ence (the Conovers are Methodists
to get the original minister, although
as the neighbors remarked that
seemed to be a foolish bit of extrav-
agance, and they didn't see how
Henry came to allow the girl to do
it. AS for Henry he said nothing.
Only one of the original witnesses
was alive, but she lived here in Fort
Wayne and it was easy to get her.
She had been a bridesmaid. Her
name is Mrs. Earl Danforth and she
lives near the Wabash depot.
On the day before the wedding
Mr.. Conover drove to the county
seat with Agnes and appealed to
the county clerk for license, which
was made out in due form for Hen
ry Conover and Miss Annie Meade.
The girl said the old license had
disappeared. The clerk was an old
friend and was going to be guest
at the wedding, and he smilingly
approved the proposed complete
ness in the matter of detail, though
he had never been called on for
such document as silver we'd
ding before.
At last the night arrived. The
house was thronged with friends
and relatives. The gray-haired old
parson was continually surrounded
| by the older members of his old
congregation. A number of them
remarked that he seemed to be very
sober for such an occasion, but he
told them he was tired and some
what oppressed in spirit, but he was
sure he would be as buoyant as the
Youngest of them all before the even
ing was over. AS for Agnes, she
seemed to be half wild with excite
ment, but still perfectly level-headed
for the arrangements for the even
ing were made and carried out with
mechanical precision.
Al the exact hour of the first wed.
ding, 7:3O O'Clock, the father and
the mother walked from the guest
chamber to the middle of the par.
lor floor. There they stopped and
ioined hands before the old preach.
eer. The preacher raised his hand
and the room became absolutely
still. He started to speak, but fol
some reason had to stop twice to
clear his voice. Then he said sol
emnly; -.
"Henry Conover, do you take this
lady, Miss Anna Meade, to be your