The Savannah morning news., 1904-01-24
WOMAN'S WORLD

to pay for it, but Melissa Sanders al
ways had social ambitions, and she
was bound to have a wedding like
Mamie Croesus or perish in the an
tempt. She'll keep her husbands nose
10 the grindstone the longest day she
nNes, mark my words, and see if she
DOESN'T. Just look at those decora-
IONS. Did you ever see anything as
sKlmpy? Say look at those swell look
ing people going up under the white
ribbon. l notice she's got all her
poor kin tucked safely away in a cor
ner. S-s-sh. there they come. Did
you ever see her look so badly? NV.
but she shows her age. Look at old Mr.
Sanders. Doesn't he look misera HE in
that dress suit? 1 bet he never had one
on before. What's that you say?
Maybe he's wondering how he'll stave
on the sheriff till he pays for her we'd
ding finery. Te-he, l heard that
the dress was trimmed with real Ouch
ess, but you can see that's imitation
a mile off, and goodness, did you ever
Sc anything like the way that train
hangs? Sevenways-for Sunday.
don't think much of the bridesmaids
in that pink, do you? They saw she
picked it out for em because thew
are all blondes, and it makes EN- look
their worst. Didn't want anybody to
outshine her, you know. S-s-sh! the
clergyman is beginning the service.
InaSmuch beloved, as We have gather
ed together to witness the marriage of
this man to this woman, etc"
If a girl were going to be able to
keep it up and live in perpetual
state of satin display, there would be
some justification and excuse, but
when she is going back to a life of
nd
white satin of her wedding gown will
fall from her almost as quickly as
Cinderella's finery did when the clock
struck twelve, and she was once more
Kitchen drudge, isn't it about the
highth of human Stiffness and lack of
sense to have a big show wedding?
Isn't there even something ludicrous in
the spectacle of starting forth in mar
ried life with such a blare of trump
cts, when everybody knows that the
very next day she must crop out of
the procession and be known of society
no more? If the rich, who can keep
the pace, desire the blatant vulgarity
of display weddings, where a press
agent heraldS every detail, and the
brides undergarments are photograph
ed for the daily papers it is their own
affair. Let them marry and give H.
marriage as it pleases them, but, my
dear poor girl. you who are marrying
poor man, do not go into such imi-
tative folly. Think of the sacrifice it
will cost your people. Think of how
seldom a poor mans wife needs
white satin gown and how often she
| needs a good wooden one, and then
| marry simply, as you expect to live.
Believe me, the display wedding isn't
worth the trouble and money it costs.
The papers who good-naturedly re-
fleet what society ought to be and
not what it is, will have a beautiful
account of the wedding and speak of
it's being solemn and impressive"
and all that, but you know, and
know, there was nothing solemn about
| it, and it was only impressive as an
example of a woman's folly. To graft
! fy her silly desire to make a display
! she has run her poor old father in
debt. has doomed her patient and over
| burdened mother to ceaseless pinch
| ing and scrimping, and has set her
entire family almost crazy with the
work and worry and anxiety of trying
| to make one dollar do the work of
two. in initiating the splendors of the
rich. And what is the reward? Fiji
| teen minutes under a raking fire of
criticism. Ridicule from the un-
| thoughted. Contempt from the sober
minded Is it worth it? Does it pay?
Furthermore, consider this, there are
not dozen men extant who would
not prefer to be quietly married at
home or go to church with only wit
ness or two and there plight their
vows. The masculine horror of a
swell display wedding is one of the
| answers to the query: why don't
men marry?" If man could just take
! his best girl and step around to the
parson, there would be a boom in the
matrimonial market.
| Dorothy Dix.