New Iberia enterprise and independent observer. (New Iberia, La.) 1902-1944, 1902-11-08
MARTINEZ.PERRY.

On Wednesday the 9Th inst, at high
twelve, were married at the beautiful
home of Mr. and Mrs. Paul Suberbielle in
East End, Mr.. Eugene Domingo Martinez
and Miss Leila Ezlmily Perry, daughter of
the late distinguished Judge, Robert
Perry. In the supreme moments of life,
lin the parting of the ways, as 1t We're,
one often instinctively prefers the quiet
of the home circle to the exciting presence
of host of friends who at all other times
confer so much pleasure. So, on thus
happy occ 4son, only the Immediate
families and few friends were invited.
Tuesday was dark and dreary day.
regular down-pour, but with the
night the stars came peeping out, to see
that all was well, and the moon cast her
silvery shining over all. Wednesday
morning bright and early the sun crowned
the landscape with his CHEEKY, joyous
blessing. Loving artistic fingers had
garlanded and bedecked the spacious
home until it seemed bit of fairyland. A
graceful altar was arranged, with white
lilies and delicate tracery of ferns and
vines archiug overhead, which with the
olimmering of the sacred candles made
an exquisite picture. Father FROM, the
Professionals are alike devotedly attached,
performed the ceremony, prefaclng 1t
with wise admonition and loving con
gratuations, for he knew well and heartily
esteemed and loved the dear young couple
whom it was his privilege to unite ''for all
time as he tersely said. During the con-
GLIDING part of the short but Impressive
ceremony, the beautiful prayer to the
Virgin (by GounodJ was tenderly and
reverently sang by Mrs. Anna Grant
Miller, Father FROM intoning the prayer
in perfect harmony to the end, a most
graceful and fitting termination to the
sacred service. The bride wore an eX-
auisite gown of slvery white pineapple
material, Sc artistically commlngled with
lace, one could not tell which predoml-
mated. The filmy veil of tulle with a very
graceful wreath of orange blossoms aud
ornaments of pearls, made toilet te-
coming, artistic and beautiful in every
detail. The happy bridegroom wore the
the regulation dress for II morning we'd
ding. Brides and grooms are expected
to look happy, but one OF the brightest
incidents of this joyous occasion was the
presence of the parents of the groom,
(stin in middle life), welcoming their
charming new daughter so lovingly and
tenderly, suggesting joyously that they
too were subjects for congratulatlon,
together with their children. Mr.. and
Mrs. Miller sang, by request OF the
bride, brilliant duet. They were
both in excellent voice. Again
Mrs. Miller sang "Call me thine own
with marked pathos, which was much
admired In looking through the groups
as they changed like kaleidoscope, many
charming pictures were presented from
time to time. Madam Canon, nearing
four score and ten, seated in her easy
chair, with loving grandchildren and
great grandchildren, watching tenderly
for the privilege of ministering to her,
while she listens with hearty interest 10
every remark addressed to her by each
and every oae. Every child, even to the
little toddlers, eager to share with her the
things they like best
A handsome dejeuner la fauchette,
was served at eleven for the wedding
party. After the marriage ceremony
light refreshments were enjoyed. Toasts
were given by an number of the guests.
Mr.. Willie Burke gave graceful express
ion of his best wishes for the welfare of
Un0 happy yOuHk WIZ IoAt iol
short sojourn in New Orleans, after which
they will reside in Houston, Texas. And
them
His house she enters, there to be light,
Shining within, when all without is night
A guardian angel DER his life presiding,
Doubling his pleasures and his cares
dividing.
Winng him back when mingling in the
throng;
Back from the world we love, alas! too
long.
To Preside happiness and hours of ease,
Blessed with that charm, the certainty to
please,
How oft her eyes read his, her gentle
mind,
To all his wishes, all his thoughts in
clined
Still subject--ever on the watch to bor-
row
Mirth of his mirth and sorrow of his sor
row.
The soul Of music slumbers in the shell,
Till walked and kindled by the master
spell,
And feeling hearts touch then but rightly
pour
A thousand melodies unheard before"
M. j.. P.