The Newtown bee., 1904-06-10
TOWN TOPICS
GOLDEN WEDDING CELEBRATION

TOWN TOPICS GOLDEN WEDDING CELEBRATION. MIR AND MRS WILLIAM E. ACKLEY PASS THE BOTH MILESTONE IN THEIR MAR. REED LIFE.
 One of the pleasantest social events that has taken place in Sandy Hook in many a day was the celebration at Glover's hall, last week Friday night, in honor of the 5Oth anniversary of the marriage of MT and Mrs William B. Ackley. MT Ackley is the beloved junior warden of St Johns church and the gathering was arranged by the church people in their honor. The hall was beautifully decorated, the prevailing colors being yellow and white. Overhead yellow bunting had been tastefully arranged. Across the front of the stage yellow lilies and white flowers were arranged with fine was very pretty. In the center was a pyramid of flowers, while handsome banquet lamps, draperies and parlor fittings added to the completeness of the arrangements. The bride and groom of 50 years were given seats on a handsome upholstered lounge of golden color. They were assisted in receiving by Mrs J. c. Chamberlain of Jersey City, Miss Jennie Roberts of Greenwich, and Mrs Way, Mrs Isbell and Mrs Crowell of Hotchkissville. MT and Mrs Minott Augur, who celebrated their golden wedding short time ago, had seats near the receiving couple. The exercises, arranged by Rev O. o. Wright, were of very happy and in- formal nature, and reflected credit on the well-liked rector of St Johns. Miss Mary Warner played Mendels- sohn's wedding march. Rev MT Wright read a poem of his own composition and the following selections: Fifty summers rich with blessings, Grown with gold your welded life; Side by side in cloud and sunshine You have walked as man and wife. Seedt1me, summer-growth and har-
 vest
 Time fulfilled, is all your own; Toilsome cares of earth we'll ended, This your joyful harvest-home. Three score years and ten allotted, You have still your full of cheer; And the hope of heaven to keep you From the wintry chill of fear. What have pilgrims more to seek for? Peace and plenty grace your board; Home and friends and kinfolk near
 you
 All of earth's most precious hoard. Golden then, indeed, your wedding! Pure devotion never dies; Grown not old with years, your true
 love
 Shall be yours, beyond the skies.
 100. Wright. It only seems like yesterday: Yet fifty years have passed away Since at the altar, side by side, l stood with you, my happy bride. And now our friends and neighbors
 stand,
 Close gathered round, an eager band; Whilst we recall, with smiles and tears, The joy and grief of fifty years. For we have known the cares of life, Sweetheart, since we were man and wife:
 Yet have not loved each other less, Through fifty years of happiness. When clouds have threatened storm and rain,
 The skies have always cleared again, And fifty years have come and passed, And brought us sunshine at the last. And now that we are old and gray, We trust in Him, our guide and stay Our constant and unchanging Friend, To lead us to the journeys end. *From "The Golden Wedding" by J A. Eastwood.
 With fifty years between you and
 your we'll kept wedding VOW, The Golden Age, old friends of mine
 is not fable now.
 And sweet as has life's vintage beer
 through all your pleasant past, Still, as at Canas marriage feast, tn
 best wine is the last!
  } And To! from all the countryside com
 neighbors, kith and kin; From city, hamlet, farmhouse old, tn
 wedding guests come in, l <
 And thank you for the lessons you
 fifty years are teaching,
 For honest lives that louder spea
 than half our noisy preaching. *
 May many more of quiet years be add
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