St. Paul daily globe., 1892-05-08


all the other women present involun-
tarily set their teacupS down and turned
interested, curious eyes upon her. She
resumed:
For instance. what were you all
thinking of when you were being mar
ried?"
Every one laughed, and said in a
breath, why, being married. of eourse!"
"Nonsensep said the newspaper w0n-
an, ''tllat idea was in your mind, no
doubt, but 1t was the undercurrent Of
thought. You were thinking really of
something else. Confess. now."
WELL" said one of the listeners,
thoughtfully. perhaps that is true.
Now that 1 stop to consider 1t, l was
thinking of something else. You see,
was married at home and in the even
ing. Just as the minister commenced
the service lamp shade OIL small
table near me cracked. | turned inVol
unfairly to my sister. who was standing
near me, and was about to whisper her
to turn down the lamp, when it sudden
ly occurred to me that | was the cyno-
sure of all eyeS-that it was really my
own wedding. OF course | refrained
from speech, but it was with difficulty
that l refrained from laughter at the
blunder came so near making"
Wei, remember distinctly what !
was thinking about said the intelli-
gent woman on the sofa. Il had new
pair OF eyeglasses on and the spring
hurt my nose. [ was wishing the min
lister would hurry up SO | could go up
stairs and change them"
'And l." put in a third, ''waS con-
graduating myself all through the Ger
emony on my wonderful cOmpOSure. L
i-pQxu that hp xyaS friO tanp1 tn dpath
and was thinking what larks il would
be to tease him about it all the rest of
his life. when suddenly. as | held out
my hand for the ring, | happened to
glance at it and found that it was
trembling like leaf. That sight
'phaSed' me so that all else is blank,
save my one desire to hide my hands.
had mad impulse to conceal them in.
the folds of my veil, but don't think L
did At least, no one ever told me so.
| my yself would hate to take my oath
that did not"
ut was sermon of Sam Smali'S that
was diverting my mind at my we'd
ding" said the woman in the corner.
81 don't know that anything could have
been more incongruOus at such time
than one of SmalPS sermons. but l had
heard him preach month or so before,
something. l shall never know what,
put me in mind of one of his grOtesQue
illustrations. He compared the Cos pei
to a spring board. Just where he found
the resemblance can'tremember. That
was what troubled me then. | couldn't
remember, and | was trying to figure it
out all through the service. nearly
missed one of the responses, | was SO
intent upon the idea"
Everybody accounted for" said the
newspaper woman, N'Save myself, who
am not married, and Mrs. Blank. What
were you thinking of, Mrs. B?''
The little woman bluShed furiously.
hesitated and finally said: ''If you'll
promise never to tell, Eli tell you. You
see, / was married i'll the days when
people wore enormous buStles. Well,
in the confusion and hurly-burly of
dressing, my hustle got lost and couldn't
be found. 1t was growing late, and
what was to be done? No one knew.
could not wear my dress without it, for
it looked dreadfuliy.
"Finally one of my bridesmaids, a
girl of eXpedientS, grabbed UP a hand
full of bath towels, tied ribbon around
them, and fastened that around my
waist. l didn't think very much about
it until l was standing at the altar, and
then the horrible thought flashed across
me. what if l should lose some of those
Manchester bath towels, best quality, in
the aisle?
II nearly tainted away, and l assure
you every step of that solemn process
sion down from the altar was solemn,
indeed, to ME. 'procesSed very gin
gerly. Please don't tell, though, for
people will tease me-"
And they all promised, but the news
paper woman told.