Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1892-11-04
A New York Church wedding

The Century for November contains the
fret chapters of new novel of New York
society, ''Sweet Bells Oat of Tune" by
Mrs. Burton Harrison, author of The
Apglomsniacs." 1t begins with descrip-
tion of fashionable church wedding.
from which We take thess paragraphs:
"a burst of fortissimo music fIom the or
gan, which had been dwsdling over themes
from Wagner's operas, caused every head
in the seated congregation to turn briskly
around. Some people stood up, swaying
to catch fret glimpse of the bride. Out-
siders, tucked away in undesirable back
psws, went so far as to scramble upon the
cushioned seats.
at was, however, a false alarm. The
middle aisle, center of interest, developed
nothing more striking than a trim little
of white carnations, conveying to her
place of honor beyond tho ribbon a colos-
sal lady with auburn front, red in the face
and out of breath.
Conversation in pews reserved for the
elect of good society.
"She: HUM Bridegroom's maiden
aunt, suppressed generally-how Freddy
rushes her along Sent twelve silver soup
plates and huge tureen, when everybody
knows coup is served from behind the
screen, and 1t would take al one servants
time to keep 'em cleaa-but she thinks
she's paid her way well to the front, poor
| soulr
"He: Here's the groom's mother
| deuced fine woman yet is Mrs. Vernon.
| Who'd believe she'd son fve-and- -twentys
Hates to admit 1t publicly, but is putting
on the best face she cam
"Ske: Not her best face-her second
| best. I've seen her improve on that. But
then this half daylight, half electricity, is
| abomiIably trying. And she really does
look very well, viewed from the rear
"He: Clever, too-the way she's run
the family up-when one thinks what the
husband was.'
''She: Does one ever think of hint By
the way, what was he-scldier, sailor,
tinker, tailor, whstr
| HE: Tinker most likely, considering
the family brass. saw him ce-coarse.
grained creature, epid-rmis like an ele.
/ phant, diamond in his shirt. front and all
that SpeculAted after the war In Virgins
| City mines and made a big fortuLe; then
dropped dead of apopleKy and left 1t for
her to spend. She sent her boy to a good
school; gave with a free hand to all the
charities; boy made friends everywhere;
went through Harvard like a streak; has
travelled, yachted, hunted, been in tn. best
sets ever since; is about to marry into one
of the proudest of the exclusive families
of New York-and there you are
"She: OH But he's really such beau
ty, don't You knowl Half the women in
town have been pulling caps for Jerry Yer.
ncn. And, after all, what are the Hslli-
days but has-beensF
HE: Take care. There's one of their
high-b born ramihcations glsring at you
from the next pew-old lady with eye
glasses and a sniff. Came up from SEQ
ond avenue in a horse csr-looks like the
unicorn on the British coat of arms
"She: Gracious, It's the brides cous-
in or something; let's change the subject.
Ohl did you hear poor Mrs Jimmie Cros-
land couldn't go to the opera last night be-
cause that wretched, jealous husband shui
her nose in a wardrobe door,
"He: 'Resllyi Wasn't theirs the last
wedding We came to in this churchF
"She: 'Ot course. Don't you remem-
bert Regular peep-show; six chorus girls
from the opera, in white wells, to sinG
s'The voice that breathed DER Eden
They cay she even hired the pages to hold
mp her train-put 'em in Charles IL wigi
and psssed 'em off for little brothers,
"He: Exactly. One gets these theatri
cal affairs SO confoundedly mixed up
See, the groom's mother is still upon hel
knees. woman couldn't pray so con
spicuously unless in back seams from
Worth
| "she; For shamel How malicious 10,