Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1903-04-02

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Even in the matter of matrimoni-
al alliances there are points of view.
Of course not everyone looks at the
affair in the same light. Can you
imagine any girl ever finding a hus-
band if she appeared to everyone as
she does to her 10-year-old brother?
I have the words of inunmerable
boys blessed with grown-up sisters
to the effect that for the lives of
them they cannot see what any
young fellow ever saw about their
sisters to induce the said young
fellow to become a husband to the
sister.
And there are other points of view,
of course, but I think you will agree
that rarely are they placed SO clearly
in juxtaposition as was the case in
the frontier settlement I once lived
in. A bunch-grass- maiden was led
to the hymeneal altar and the event
was duly chronicled in the weekly
papers of that section as something
out of the ordinary, which it was.
Several papers were published in a
radius Of 40 miles and the couple
was known throughout the section.
The papers were edited by widely
differing kinds of men and each had
distinctive policy" If anything
SO high sounding may be applied to
anything SO thoroughly common
place as weekly news paper in
the bunch grass, sage brush, alkah
region Of western Iowa. The
points of view regarding that ''soci-
ETY. event" will be best understood
by reading the notices of the cere-
mony.
One paper, the ''Boomville Bugle,n
was edited by an Oxford man, a
young fellow who had been educat-
ed by his doting parents in the ex-
pectation that he would take a
double first and who had been ig-
ANONYMOUSLY Splucked. He was then
shipped out to the far west with
more money than was good for him,
to engage in the sheep raising bust
ness. AS long as the money lasted
he raised something, but not sheep,
and when the coin gave out and
even the old folks refused to act
longer as inexhaustible veins of gold,
he turned to and filled the position
of ''editor" (save the mark, of the
''Boomville Bugle," owned by the
merchant of the town who wanted
someone to run it. It was pretty
nearly all the poor fellow could do
in the way of making a pretense at
earning his living, and how he did
that you can judge by his descrip-
ton of the wedding. Here it is:
"SMITH-JONEs NUPTIALs."
"On Tuesday evening of this week
society event which attracted the elite
of Boomville and the surrounding
country for many miles took place in
our town recently. 1t was the
solemniZation according to the i'm
pressive rites of the Episcopal service
of the marriage of Mr.. Charles Smith,
the successful young stockman of Lone
Tree Gulch, and Miss Sadie Jones, the
brilliant, accomplished and beautiful
daughter of Mr.. and Mrs. Henry Clay
Jones of the Boomville hotel. The SER
vice, at which Rev. Talbot Champeneys
ia college friend of the writer'sl off
ciated, was fully choral The sacred
edifice had been charmingly decorated
for the occasion and there was wealth
of greenery in the nave and chancel.
The strains of Mendelssohn's immortal
wedding march pealed out from the
organ as the bride, leaning on the arm
of her father, proceeded down the aisle
to meet the groom, who with his best
man (the writer), awaited her at the
altar. She was attended by her sister,
Miss Emmeline Jones, as bridesmaid.
Her costume of white brocaded satin
trimmed with chiffon and cut decollete,
was enhanced by the bridal veil which
enveloped her from head to foot She
carried bouquet of choice flowers,
the gift of the groom. Her orna