The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1890-01-03
HER WEDDIN' TOWER.

The old red farmhouse, "Carter's
Place." was unusually astir on certain
bright October morning. There were no
absolute sounds of unwonted occurrences,
only vague air of expectancy seemed
to brood over it.
On the opposite side Of the road lived
Philury Corwin. She was busily en-
gagged in watching the Carter house and
washing the breakfast dishes, while she
talked with her invalid sister, Rhody
Ann.
"'Pears to me-" said Philury, pausing
in her work and gesticulating with her
dish cloth in her hand, "'pears to me as
if sothin' unusual like was a-goin' on to
them Carterses. l seen the greatest lot
O. fxin's a-goin' in there these last two
days, an hearn that they got Mis- Dar-
ney up from Kings Holler a-sewin' up
in the spare chamber-a-sewin' all day
an ON even by candlelight. Then seen
they been a-havin' them parlor blinds
open, an that certainly means sothin'.
An Mis- Carter bought two silver plated
napkin rings down to Collinses. think
I'll jest run across an enquire, if you
will watch them pies, l am that fierce to
know if Glory Ann be really a-goin' to
marry that Philetus Antrim"
With parting admonition concerning
the pies, Philury started upon her tour
of investigation.
"How be ye, Mis- Carter?" she inquired,
as she paused before the kitchen door
and looked at that lady, who was busy
making many and various sweet smell
ing cakes.
Mrs. Carter looked up, and, waving her
flour-covered arm toward chair, said:
"Set, Philury. be feelin' fair to mid
dim! How's Rhody Ann an yerself?"
"Rhody Ann amt feelin' very smart.
Her backs a-troublin' her, an her head
is sort O fuddled with the achin', but
I'm feelin' very nice. jest run over to-
day to fetch ye the drawin' O tea bor-
rowed of a Monday, an to see if l
couldn't do nothin' to help ye. Iseen ye
was havin' quite lot a-goin' on. Be it
that Glory Ann is really a-goin' to git
married? hearn some talk of it when
l was last down to the Holler. Be she?"
And Philury repeated her question in
an insinuating manner, as she put tho
teacupful of tea on the table.
"She be, Philury," said Mrs. Carter,
laconically.
"About when, Mis- Carter?"
>"About Sunday, Philury, if nothin'
don't pervent an these cakes is pleasin'." F"
"Well, jest said to Rhody Ann, as I
come out, l says, sothin' is certainly
comm off to Carterses, though want
sure. Rumor is sometimes now and
ag' in deceivin'."
''It be, Philury, only this time faint
1 lowed to go cross an bid ye to the
weddin this afternoon, all of ye, Rhody
Ann, Rastus, Limy, Polly, Mariar, your
hired help an Nervy Ann; but now, as
ye are here, perhaps ye won't mind
a-doin' my errent for me, an ask them
as 1 have named to come O Sunday at 4,
so as we'll git through in time for
milkin'."
"In tell EN-" said Philury, as she
turned to go, "Tll tell 'em, an it's like
as not they'll come"
And they did, and most of the neigh
borhood with them.
A wedding in the community was an
event of no small occurrence. 1t was
second only in importance to funeral,
and no right minded person who was
able TO crawl would think of missing
"Glory AIMS weddin'," for she had
friends in the city, and it was expected
that she would have very stylish
affair, with plenty of "new tangled no.
tions," as Miss Durney expressed it.
By 3 o'clock Sunday afternoon the
road in front of the red farm house was
full of carriages, hitched to every avail
able tree and fence post.
The bride elect was proud in the pos
session of q tableful Of presents, which
were displayed under the kitchen win
dow, outside. of which was hitched to
one of the shutters yearling calf, the
gift of her father.
There was q nay catcher of straw
from cousin in Kings Hollow, and an
album from an aunt in the same place,
a dozen fiat irons from Mr.. Bangs, the
storekeeper, and six cans OF preserved
blackberries from his wife.
Philury brought lamp shade of green
paper muslin and a tidy from Rhody
Ann. 1t was decorated with decalco-
manias and trimmed with purple ribbon.
Philury had made this herself and was
very proud of it.
Mis- Simmer, from over tire hill, being
a poor widow, brought a yeast cake,
which she said was like to be useful
when they KEEP their own house, an
yeast, too, was better nor salt risin's."
The groom gave a salt cellar, Mrs.
! Carter half dozen yards of rag carpet
and a copy of "Grant's Tour of the
World"
The other gifts We're varied in style,
extending all the way from a bronze
lamp, sent by the city lady, to paper OF
gold hairpins, given by Mrs. Carriers
hired girl.
"Glory AIMS hair, bein' red, will sort