Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1892-11-04
No. 265

men areI I should have said it's becsus.
she's keeping Mrs. Vane-Benson standing
In the aisle for every one to see. You
know they have been at some trouble tc
corral relatives to match the brides, and
Mrs. Vane-Benson's their trump card.
How bored the poor rector looks waiting
In his bower of palms
he: Queer how people marry and
| bury, and firt, under palm trees nova
days! I'm getting swfully tired of being
ackied BY the spiky things every time /
s1t out dance, or go to call upon q girl.
hullol There's Mrs. what does she call
herself since she got her divorceF
She (animsted): is shel No, reallyl
wouldn't have missed seeing Hildegarde
de Lancey for the world. It's the first
time she's been out. Isn't she PERFECTLY
lovely In that gray bengsline and chinchii-
Ia, with the bunch of violets at her bresstg
always did say Hildegarde-de Lsnoey
she Is now; SO nice to have got nd of her
odious ugly Smithson-is the best-dressed
woman in this town. Why, what a belle
she Isl believe all the ushers wonld like
to escort her in body up the aisle. OF
course Freddy de Witt saved her a front
place. de knows what people want to see.'
he: She's chsrmer certainly. If /
were the Mrs. Gerald Vernon that is soon
TO be, Id be rather glad Mrs. de Lancey Is
proposing to live abroad
she: oh, nonsense. You men ALWAYS
think the worst. Jerry was touched, no
doubt, but Hildegsrde meant nothing.
You can't conceive of q greater brute than
Smithson, and Hilds was always such a
darling thing. Every one says she is in
luck to get rid of him SO soon How well
she looks-no wonder everybody stares
Oh, I'm SO glad we're to have Hilda backl'
Elsewhere in the church
"a mother in Israel to her young daugh-
ters: SO that's the famous divorce, Mrs
Whsts-her-nsme Smithson, the papers
have been SO full of lat-lyR Don't look at
her, Doris and Glsdys; insist that you
don't look that way. Have you observed
the figure of Dorcss in poor Mira Gold
ing's memorial windowF The drawing of
the right arm is exceilent-I wonder If
that person does anything TO her hair to
give 1t that baby gold wouldn't trust
her any farther than ! could see. Dear
me! The best people bowling and snirking,
and trying TO catch her eye. Aheml Mrs
de Lsncey's toQue sits quite close to the
head, girls; / think 1t much more becoIn-
ing than those great csrtwheel hats you in
sisted uPon having cent home
Doris and Gladys: We know. mana;
we've been watching her ever since she
came into the church. WHIST fun ii must
Two girls in tailor gowns, with fur
boas and muffs. They have come in an
omnibus to the nearest corner, and were
splashed with mud in getting out
Dear mel We are lucky, but i had TO
push awfully to squeeze in. If ! hadn't
known Tom Brouniee I'D hsve never had
this seat. he asked me If We are going
on TO the house, and coughed and smiled,
and be took it to mean yes Ny, Jennie,
look at the new suitsl / can tell you the
names of most everybody here / do
know the bride anyhow, for we're on q
working girls amusement board together.
must say she's as nice a girl as ever
wish to meet Can't say much for her
sister, Miss Betty-such 8 lauk, sour-look-
ing thing, and a tongue sharp as a rszor
Nobody can stand her in our club wish
the organ wouldn't play so loud, you can't
hear yourself talk. Gracious, child lean
over and let me take that lump of mud of
your face. I'm thinking / can alter my
blue Henrietta cloth by putting cost-tails
bound with velvet on the basque, like the
one that's just gone by. Have a choco-
late, do; got 'em fresh to-day as / passed
by Tyler's on my way to match my blue.
oh. / do love weddings. / go TO every
single one i cam
Lady from the Faubourg ST. Stuyre-
SAINT seated well forward in the church.
Poor Margaret Halliday. there abe
comes with Betty and Trix and Jack.
wonder If her grandfather isu't turning in
his grave at this minute over the marriage
of Halliday with one of those upstart
Vernops. Hnmph. Margaret looks hsg-
gard, Betty as yellow as a pumpkin, Trix
rather overblown, and Jack growing up
one of the be-fy kind. I'm glad it lent
my daughter who's to be sacrificed, that's
ALL"