The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1904-11-06

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Saturday was the day chosen by Miss
Mayme Knowiton Sawyer and Charles
Niehaus for their wedding. The ceremony
took place last night at half after I
o'clock at the Lindell Avenue Methodist
Church. and great was the assembly of
fashionables therein. No reception fol-
lowed. Indeed. for some reason or other
receptions after the wedding appear to be
at a terrific discount lately, and 1 can
hardly think Of 4 half dozen in as many
months. The brida party %foregather at
the brides residence. but nobody else is
hidden, and last night not even these were
sked to present themselves, as Mr.. and
Mrs. Niehaus hurried home to change
bridal array for travelling costumes,
boarded an eastbound train for New York,
and were in East st. Louis by the time
the ordinary reception guests are usually
assembling in full force.
The wedding arrangements were all
green. with a little white to relieve the
forest color. The bridesmaids, who
were. in reality. a matron Of honor, Mrs.
Christian kenney, and a maid of honor.
Miss Grace Young. wore white frocks and
carried long trailing showers of maiden
hair ferns.
The bride wore white Honiton lace, in
a robe built especially for her by Eastern
lacemakers. n I hope felt as splendid as
royalty does in this most splendid of
laces. It was Queen victoria's wedding
lace, II you chalce to remember. Lilies
Of the valley, which are Just beginning to
appear in the florists shops, formed her
bouquet, and Mr.. Niehaus gave her a
brooch of fine large diamonds, which held
the laces together at her throat.
Louis Stape was the best man and
George Steffens and Frank FauntIeroy
were sroomsne1 and ushers combined.
After January 1 Mr.. and Mrs. Niehau,
will hay No. sofo Delmar boulevard for
their address.
My Photographic friend, Mr.. Kandeier.
vouches for the truth Of this story, and
I can only d that I lave always found
his veracity unquestioned:
"A man well dressed and apparently
intelligent walked into the studio a few
days ago." says Mr.. K. and Idly glanced
over some Of h Photographic specimens
on the counter.
Very nice work. said he. 7 came In
to inquire II you can taxi a picture of my
wife,?
Certainly" was my reply. VIII;
you make an appointment for herr
"Oh she's in Cleveland was the mans
reply, but ] can describe her accurately.
Now, she Eas brown hair, blue eyes and
quite rosy cheeks. Her nose is rather
short -
But, my dear man. I said, do you
mean that your wife isn't here to come
into the gallery
mo. she isn't here he said. But that
won't make any difference. will it? I tell
you I can describe her to a dot,
And actually he went away much
aggrieved because I couldn't agree to pho
tograph a lady who was in Cleveland"
The other afternoon I went to the mat
inee- Nothing 50 surprising. except that
I learned something not down on the bill.
The play doesn't matter. All I remember
is that Mrs. Pierre Chouteau sat in front
Of me and taught me a new way to roll
my small face wells.
Her daughter Lucille and she were chat
ting hriskly between acts, which was when
I spied them. Then. in a casual manner.
Mrs. Chouteau opened her handbag, pro-
duoed a rumpied-up maline veil and lei
surely proceeded to fold it. She began at
one end. and doubled it over about two
inches, rolling on the same way, two
Inches apart, until she had a neat little
roll, which was pinned together with a
stickpin. and again consigned to her bag.
You get the idea? Instead Of the old, old
way OF smoothing ot,t the trIle then Sol6-
ing together from the ends. and again in
half. which takes time, is awkward and
does not accomplish half the results in the
way of smoothness, she has this new plan
which / can recommend, as every single
vel that ] nQs6eaa has been SIMILARLY fold.