Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1894-09-24
TWO WEDDINGS.


on the north side.
And, by the way" said the city edi-
tor rs she started out there is q card an
bouncing a wedding ON Blank street. Bet
ter look in and see what 1t amounts to-"
The reporter made her way to the beau
tiful church where the fashionable we'd
ding was to be solemnized. A gay avn
ing extended from the craven portal to
the street, and under it, as the carriage
drove up, beautiful women trailed their
shimmering silken garments over the vel
vet carpet up to the cool and twilight
haunted vestibule. Within the church the
air was redolent with the breath OF flow
ers 1t was white wedding" and from
the roses that wreathed the entrance to
the tall ascension lilies that stood like an
gel sentinels before the altar all was snowy
purity. The place was huSised and hung
with purple shadows All at once q strain
Of music rode down upon the light, and
the house was filled with glad TIE Deum.
Then there was rustling of silken robes,
a sound Of sweet, tremulous voices, and
in the silence that fell for q moment as
the bride paused under the garlanded arch
of futed stone the organ found @ soul,
and burst into song. The reporters keen
eye missed no detail Of the stately scene.
The music changed. Triumphant now
and clear it rose In waves Of grandest mel
ody. The wife walked down the aisle
leaning upon her husbands arm. A smile
wreathed her mouth, but did not reach
her eyes She lifted her white lids YEARLY,
and for moment her glance met the
newspaper woman's gaze. The reporter
looked over her list again. Let me see,
she said renectively, Il have that other
wedding III run over there now and
then hurry back to the Office. This affair
Is worth a half column. / must write 1t
all--except the look in the eyes Of the
bride. The world must not read that. "
When she was in the hall Of the large
apartment building that she had been
directed TO-, tho reporter thought she had
made mistake. She turned to the dusty
elevator boy:
as there to be wedding here tonight"
sho asked.
You bet there i,l'' he responded en-
Enthusiastically "Th9 neighbors have been
carrying up chairs an dishes all day. Keeps
Ire hustlin too, tell you. Wouldn't you
lihr to go up an see Joe?" the brass but
toned young man questioned cordially.
Hes fixin things up In great shape
flowers an everything the swells has. Tell
you, there's only few of usl' And he
INDUCED in some steps" on the shaky
floor of the lift.
'Are you a member Of the family" she
asked as she stepped into the car.
well, l amt Jest exactly relation, I"
he replied, but takes 'em up an down
nights an mornin's-him to the sixth an
her to the eighth-an I've ketched 'em
spoonin good deal, an now I'm goin to
SEQ 'em through. That's the door, second
to the right"
The door was opened by young man.
He was in his shirt sleeves The long
strings of bingham apron were passed
twice around his waist and tied in front,
and an old straw hat WAS tipped well back
on the blond curls Of his handsome head.
The reporter made known her errand.
"Come right in, he said, with hearty
cordiality. Things amt jist shipshape,
but I'll soon have 'em so. These are Net
ties rooms, and we re going to be married
here, SO I'm trimming them up bit. !
wish she was here to talk with you, but
sho had to carry home dress that she s
been making, and then she'll stop and
buy herself bridal veil. That's her pic
ture on the mantel." He stepped over and
pointed it out with frank pride.
She looked at the picture OF the little
dressmaker and then turned to watch the
young lover rs he decorated the tiny room.
He had purchased q dozen roses from the
florist around the corner, but the woods
and fields had yielded the rest OF the flow
ers for that day of days.
"What Is your pretty bride going to
wearp' she asked as she gave certain
Transforming touches about the room.
"Whito muslin, SUPPOSED
He looked up anxiously.
Ought she to wear that" he asked
simply. "She hasn't any one but mo to
advise her you know, and L told her II
didn't matter, SO she fixed this one over.
think 1t was once her mothers" And
he opened a tiny wardrobe and took down
neatly fashioned but sadly faded pink
organdie very evidently relic of other
days.
"She looks 50 pretty In it, " he said fond.
ly, las fresh and sweet as this pink rose,
and he laid the blossom gently down upon
the soft folds Of the dainty garment.
A loud knock at the door was followed
immediately by tho appearance of the
cheerful features of the elevator boy.
Here's box for Miss Nettie no said.
"Covcr fell off as l was comm up 'thout
anybody touchin 1t. Serum flowers,
tell you'll"
Tho open box disclosed a lovely bouquet
of bride roses and feathery maldenhair
ferns The young man lifted the long sat
in ribbons that tied their stems in his
rough, brown hands, u cloud dimming,
for the first time, the perfect happiness OF
his eyes He laid them down, and going
into the next room returned with tiny
bunch of lilies of the valley.
These are the flowers got for her,
he said. "They were the best could af-
ford. Do you think she"-he hesitated q
moment-'do you think she will carry
mine-or his?"
The reporter felt a little ache in heI
throat. She went up to the picture on the
mantel and looked ut 1t very earnestly,
and then turning to the young man said,
with smile of perfect condolences:
II think she will wear yours" And
she did. And the wedding in the little
flat was happier than the other wedding
IN the Fifth avenue church.-New York
Press
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