Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1892-05-12
From Romance.
PROCONsUL CARRIER.

Count CIairyille has just givenin
marriage his only daughter Yolande
to the Marquis Of Kergouet, Of an
old and proud Breton family.
The ceremony was over and the
church doors were flung open, dis
playing the high alter decorated
with flowers and lights, and in the
garlanded doorway appeared the
young pair, while the bells pealed
joyousIy. All nature seemed to be
in festal attire, for the sweet odors
Of spring filed the air, the Wild
birds were singing merrily, andsun-
beams fell ike halo across the
foreheads Of the bride and groom.
She was fair and graceful, and In
her white gown and veil seemed like
an angel strayed from heaven; the
bridegroom, noble and gallant,
looked with love unutterable at the
fair girl who leaned upon his arm.
The country people we're dressed
in their Sunday clothes, the men
wearing rosettes in their button
holes, the women with lilies-of-the-
valley in their bodices, and oil
waved Towering hawthorn branches,
and made the air ring with accla-
nations.
Long live Mademoiselle Yolandel
Long live the bridel God bless our
sweet young Iadyp they cried, and
from time to time they added,
Long live the Marquisl'
The church 81 Clairyille over
looked the village, being built on a
rocky emincnce, and was approach
ed by steep winding path and
stairway; rich and poor, noble and
simple, dead and living, all must
enter the church by way Of para
disc Road. The wedding party,
in gold and silver and
velvet, and followed By the cheering
crowd, walked down this rustic
pathway TO where the carriages were
waiting, and the bridegroom, pleas
cd by the enthusiasm Of the people
and their evident affection FOR his
bride, said to her tenderly:
lyon see, my love, how dear you
are TO these people. They will
never forget you. fear they owe
mo grudge for stealing their good
angel from them
The bride smiled and raised her
sweet eyes to his face FOR a moment,
and then she turned 10 her father,
saying:
at is such q beautiful day, papa;
may we not walk homer"
Certainly, dear, II you wish II, "
he replied, glad Of the opportunity
Of pleasing his child, from whom be
must soon be parted; and accord
ingly the bridal pair, and ali the
young persons Of the party, walked
through the village TO the chateau
Of Clairyillo, which was situated at
the other end, while the dowagsrs
and other persons followed in their
carriages.
Yolande, leanding on her hus-
bands arm, stopped repeatedly at
the humble cottages where the poor
old men and women, whom age or
infrmity rendered unable 10 90 out,
were waiting in their doorways TO
see the bride pass. For each one
she had word or q smile, and
many d trembling hand and weak,
thin voice was raised to bless her.
The joyous procession now reach
ed turn in the narrow road and
came to standstill, being met by
q funeral party. TWAS verypoor
affair; there was no coronet en-
blazoned on the white pail which
covered the corpse Of a young
maiden, and not a flower was seen
there, not single blossom, in spite
Of the warm spring timel Behind
the bier a poorly -clad man, the only
mourner, walked slowly, looking,
with his head bent and his face
covered by his hands, a picture Of
despairing grief. AT sight Of tho
Clairyille wedding party, the men
carrying the bisr stopped and would
have turned out Of the road, but the
mourner raised his head and gazed
fierceIy at the happy throng, who
with their rich gala clothing and
smiling faces seemed to offer insult
to sorrow
"Go onp' he said il hoarst
voice TO the porters, as if he would
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