Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1903-12-03
CHAPTER VIII.

pose, anu you SeGll COHIcHl,
CHAPTER VIII.
They talk about it now in tht
pretty, picturesque town Of Wood
eayes--that wonderful wedding, thu
like of which was never seen there be
fore or since. The wedding of thC
young earl with Lawyer Temples
daughter. They tell you Of the brigh
morning; the blue sky that had NJ
cloud; the golden sun, that seemed tt
rain down blessings; Of the western
wind, that might have blown straigh
from the spice islands, it was Sc
fragrant of the birds that sang as
though the wedding had been in the
garden of Paradise; of flowers thai
bloomed SO fresh and fair, as though
in honor of the golden-haired bride
herself, the fairest flower Of all.
Dim eyes are reading my page now
Eyes that look back through the
long vista Of years-eyeS dimmed ant
dulled with heavy tears; and they lool
back through weary years of trouble
OF toll, and of wrong upon the wed
ding day. The day that they believed
was to 10 the last Of sorrow, the first
opening into a golden life of hope anC
premise. They remember the love
that surrounded them--the fathers
face, the pealing of bells, the unusua
happiness, and they best know how il
ha' all ended.
pllght eyes bend over it, too, where
no shadow has yet lain; eyes where
love sits playing Heaven send they
may never grow dim, as they recall
the wedding day
They VIII tell You at Woodeaves
that such a gorgeous spectacle never
was seen, although the young bride
had shrunk from display, and almost
prayed that she might be married III
peace.
There were grand friends Of the
young earl, officers in glittering uni
forms, lords whose names filled the
simple country people with awe. The
brtdeErCOm's mother was not there
she, ii was rumored, was busily en-
gagged in experimenting the wedding
fotes given at the Castle, There was
whole string of bridesmaids, the
prettiest girls in the county who were
proud of the honor of attending one
who was soon to be Lady Selwyn
The old parish church, with Its
I tai spire and gray walls, looked it,
best; 1t was filled with brilliant
crowd, Little children flung flowers
under the feet Of the bride. flower.
whose thorns pricked her soreIy il
the sad afterdays; and then, as She
stood in the center of that magnifcen
group, while the words Of the mar
riage service were read over her
every one saw from the eastern win
dow a golden sunbeam streaming il
and forming halo round her lai
young head
Some smiled as they saw IT, but i
brought tears into other eyes. People
locked at each other and said;
'lIapp. the bride II" sun sAiu1
ON.
While, as they went into The vestr,
to sign the books, Vivian whispers,
to his wife
Even the sunbeams kissed you
my darling. and no wonder
Horace Temple was like a man in
dream; he had been in dream eve
since the night Lord vivian SelwyI
asked him for his daughter. and h.
, could not recover from 1t. and nov
, tho grand climax had arrived; hi
little Violaute, his fair.faeed, sunAy
haired child, whose laugh and SON.
, were both as wild as bird, was mar
, ried: married To rich and hanlsom
young nohlcman whom any lady i
, the land might have been proud {
call her husband
lie was SO hewlldered that he di
not even recognize his own housl
Lord Vivian had done as he liked eve
| with that
+ Take no heed, give yourself II
Trouble about the wedding breakfast,
t hc had said The easiest an
| simplest alan will he tor ne 10 sen
} Gunter; he will supply eyeythin
/ ueedful."
$ So Horace Temple, on his daugl
ters wedding day sat az the head Z
Y his owl tpble-a table laden wit
/ delicacies. with ripe fruits from ever
5 cline under the sun. with rare wine.
the ramas OF which had never pen,
. trated Wcodeavcs--a table whereo
$ silver shoue AMI rtchlv.eut glas
. snarkled. and he said to himself
! must be dream.
To be Continued.