The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1910-06-16

SAID MISS fdltn morton, as Sne turned
from the window.
80 pretty. White satin, lovely
shower bouquets, storms of rose pet
ais, prancing horses, eight pretty
youngs bridesmaids and such kind
looking papas and mammas and jolly
brothers; handsome bride and
bridegroom, too. I'm sure they'll be
happy. It's an ideal wedding! And
I'm growing a connoisseur in we'd
dings. How many have 1 watched
since we came to this house? And
you said we should have nothing to
look at but the old chapel, and that
we'd be dull, Janet"
Some Of the weddings are lively"
admitted Janet, as she cleared the ta-
BILE. Others look forlorn enough
There was one yesterday that made
me feel inclined to cry"
"Yes," said Miss Faith. "I'm sor-
ry, too, when I see no beauty or Joy
expressed-but some people do like
quiet weddings"
We'll, you wouldn't catch me mar
rying in crowded church. but I'd
like friend or two to wish me Joy
They must feel bit dreary coming
away by themselves
Janet carried out her last tray, and
with another glance at the quiet
square, looking more deserted than
usual in contrast to the gay throng
that had lately filled it, Miss Faith
returned to her sewing.
One chilly morning during the fol-
lowing week Miss Faith looked into
the chapel to ask question of Mrs.
Morland, the chapel keepers wife,
who informed her that there had Just
been wedding.
They are in the vestry signing
their names now" she said.
moment later the bride and
bridegroom, followed by the brides
maid and groomsman, entered. AS
they walked through the church Miss
Faith shrank back into a pew. The
girls were gaily and unsuitably
dressed in cheap finery, and already
the rain and mud had stained and
draggled their clothes.
tie wedding party leave the church,
and then she looked round.
How depressing! How dreary!"
she muttered. "And / was the first
they met in their new life, and I was
either too stupid or too shy to wish
them joy. do wish them every hap
piness, and II hadn't been so re-
served I'd have told them so. oh,
what a cold world it looks this morn
ing! | wonder their hearts don't fail
them"
The rain beat on the long blank
windows and the wind howled as 1t
swept past.
And I never wished them JOY"
Faith repeated.
They'll be soaked before they
leave, Miss" Mrs. Morland volun-
teered; their train isn't due for an
hour and half"
How dreary the chapel looks!"
said Faith absently.
The chapel can't always be smart; /;
1t must be cleaned sometimes" an
swered Mrs. Morland, sharply.
No flowers, no beauty-so differ
ent to the wedding last week"
We'll, Miss, some of you ladies
might ornament the place with fiow-
ers; busting and sweeping occupies
me-" replied Mrs. Morland.
Miss Faith caught at the suggestion
eagerly. A.
I'm be delighted to keep the Com
munion table supplied with flowers, II
may" she said.
The consent OF the officials was
willingly given. and Miss Faith ling
cred over her first attempt at decor
ating for wedding. touching and ar
ranging the flowers with loving, ar
ustic care, screening with moss and
delicate fern the plain, yellow wood.
AT least, this pure white face will
smile at Them" she thought, as she
looked into the shadowy depths of q
Madonna lily.
As her love OF beauty and desire
that at least the heart of the church
should be suggestive of gracious wei,
come increased, she covered the faded
'Aiohb Win Bin, enDrOiuoTeu Ds
her own hands, and as she worked
she wove romances about the wed.
dings which passed her window
One day Miss Faith was carryini
an armful OF Marguerite daisies into
the church when In the porch she met
wedding
She hesitated; then. rememberins
the first wedding she had allowed L
pass BY her unnoticed, she said In I
very spasmodic and nervous voice,
Perhaps am the first you have me-
In your new lIfe--inay I wish 20,
1oy?''
The bride and bridegroom were al
ner ous as Faith. but they smiled
and the bride said; TITS good Sign
m@'am. 10 hear such kind words for |
start; we must be going 10 be lucky.
Faith shook hands with them. ant
then threw down bandfui Of daisies