Omaha daily bee., 1908-12-21

the night editor to play it up for a first
page slug and not let It get buried on
the market page, whatever happens"
.(By the third assistant society editor.)
II was dreadfully fused at first when l
got the assignment--it's the first big story
1 ever was on. but after a little / took a
sniff OF the second assistants smelling
salts and I said to myself that I'd do
this story so they wouldn't rewrite or just
die in the attempt.
well. when I reached the concert hall
the Scots were on the stage and the incest
looking man was playing the bagpipe. He
was just too grand for utterance in those
kits and that Toothbrush effect hanging
from his waist, though I think those bare
knees are rather bold, and Bess B., who
was with me, thinks so, toe.
II suppose 1 am breaking all the rules
there ever were in writing this up just in
the way It all happened, but this is the way
1t did happen, and 1 don't care anyhow:
when the men of the hollands, the men
Of the moss hays and the oatmeal BOWL
guess that is writing some-had finished
the wedding started. I forgot to say that
four little girls did the highland fling just
beautifully and Mrs. Fit and Mr.. Watson
rang solos. and Mr.. Lindsay presided, and
Mr.. Wallace played the bag~pipe-they say
always get in all the names. because people
get mad IL you leave them out.
ut seemed awfully strange to have a
wedding that was not started with the
Lohengrin march. but it was a sort of
relief not to have all the men webbing
with one foot in the air half the time.
You know how they always march that
way and out of step. too. most of them.
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side of the stage. and the women on the
other. There was one man with the women
and someone told me he was the brides
father. who was going to give her away
just like a white wedding. They lined up
in a kind of semi-circle and then the father
Of the bride stepped forward and said
How" The father of the groom stepped
forward, too, and he said How" right
back.
Then someone explained that the
groomsmen at IN Indian wedding always
carried presents to the brides father, given
by the groonl-I mean the presents were
given them by the groom to give, but 1
don't see why they should give them to
her father instead Of the bride.
THE ceremony progressed. There wasn't
much to 1t, really. Chief Wat-te-gli, that's
the groom, took N~ah-cha-wee by the hand
ana put u IedtHeT III HeT' ndlT. luiS LedlHeT
business was the really important part and
the binding tie. The mere man who wrote
an advance story on the wedding yesterday
declared that the taking by the hand was
the essential thing, but l say that II holding
hands made people married, there'd be a
whole lot OF girls and men married here
In Omaha who wouldn't know 1t until they
read about It. .s.
After this the groom made a little speech
in Sioux. I didn't get this, but they ex-
planned that he said he felt tickied to death
that there were so many people present
there were Just hundreds and hundreds
and the hall was packed to suffocation-
and that he was going to be awfully good
to. little Laughing Eyes-I think that name
is so poetic-and make her happy ever
afterward. Just like a fairy tale, wasn't It?
Then they cleared the stage. and a few
minutes later back came the big chief wear
ing a robe made all out Of corn. 1 almost
forgot to say that during the wedding the
bride wore a crepe dull mean a uckskin
Jacket covered all over with elks' teeth,
and a waist of the same material. Below
that she had on a 'chaps'-chaps is a euph-
emism, IL you know what that means. Her
only ornament-I wrote that from force Of
habit-was the loveliest necklace of wam-
pun, and altogether she looked just too
cute for words. The groom had on a war
bonnet and other things, but 1 never could
describe mems clothes.
when they came back the bride had on
a gown made OF alfalfa. and they say a
man named Peters paid for this out Of his
own pocket. but l don't know whether this
should go in the story or not, the business
office being awful fussy about what they
call free Advertising
THE groom, arrayed in his imperial robes
OF corn. and the blushipg bride, in ultrama-
rine alfalfa, sat on two golden chairs
which, 1 suppose. were the thrones. Then
a man in a clerical robe, put the crowns
on their heads and the people cheered and
applauded. A Mr.. Herrick made a speech.
saying how fine the corn show Is, or some-
thing like that, and 1t was all over.
"I shall tell the night editor that I don't
care whether. in his capacity OF news
butcher. he cuts the heart out of my story
or not, but I'll probably get up early in
the morning and look to see how It appears
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