Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1911-10-04
WHEN JULIA MARRIED
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By TEMPLE BAILEY


to have captured the rich Mr.. Bar
clay. Ever since his arrival in Twin
Corners he had been petted, pursued.
| Gossip credited him with half mil
lion.
Little Julia, in spite of the spark
| ling sapphire on her third finger, was
not quite sure of her conquest. She
had been the Cinderella of the town.
A pale, quiet little thing, with big
gray eyes, and a slight swaying
| figure, she had not been counted a
rival by the bouncing beauties of the
neighborhood.
Then Peter Barclay came and dis
covered her.
wait till I buy the things that
will set off your beauty" he exulted.
They will find out how rare your
type is. You are like Botticelli
maid-or a Whistler"
Julia wasn't sure she wanted to be
type. She was not quite sure that
she liked the gowns he had planned
for her. His taste ran to gray-greens
in velvets, with dull silver and cloth
of-gold effects. He brought her a
chain of linked filagree, with a bar
barrie jade ornament. when we get
to Paris we will find a gown to go
with it-something in flame color
toned down by chiffon"
Julia was not sure that she would
like anything in fame color. She in
finitely preferred white satin and
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She couldn't understand why Peter
didn't take to her Powered dimities.
But he held her to a faded blue ging-
ham and creamy null. Those pink
sprigged things kill the copper lights
in your hair" he complained.
You'd think" little Julia confessed
to Aunt Nancy, who had brought her
up, that l was a portrait or a
statue, instead of a girl
Aunt Nancy looked at her. over her
glasses. Il don't believe you appre-
cfate your good fortune, Julia" she
said
Yes 1 do" Julia spoke emphati-
| cally. Il love Peter-I love him
dearly. But somehow I feel as If
were bit of rare old marble that he
had uneartheG, or painting that he
had picked up for a song"
Nonsense" Aunt Nancy was en-
broidering love-knots on Julia's we'd
ding lingerie, you don't know how
lucky you are"
"Oh, that's what every one says
but does no one ever think that Peter
| is lucky?"
Peter is getting you" Aunt Nancy
| laid aside her work, and put her arms
around the tense little figure. Julia,
dear, you mustn't let your pride make
you unjust to Peter"
81 won't, oh, / WON'T" Julia sobbed
on her aunt's shoulder, "but every
girl ought to have right to say what
she wants for a wedding dress
you should hear what Peter has
planned, Aunt Nancy"
Aunt Nancy drew a sigh of relief.
| "Oh, if it's only the wedding gown"
she said, I'VE can soon patch up your
| injured feelings"
1T isn't such a simple matter.
Peter wants me to wear white chiffon,
loose flowing robe like the girl in the
| picture he gave me the other day-a
Burne-Jones, he calls it. And he
wants me to carry daffodils, and wear
a golden circlet around my head, and
no veil"
Even optimistic Aunt Nancy was
stunned by the vision of Burne-
| hu hn
should object to white satin and a
VEIL" she murmured.
peter says he simply couldn't walk
up an aisle with a modern fashion
plate"
Over the bowed head Aunt Nancy
murmured. wildly, well. of all
| things
"And he doesn't want me to be
married in church." Julia continued.
HE wants me to be married In a
garden-on the edge Of the pond. He
says that the iris and the water lilies
will form a perfect setting"
Reused at last to the seriousness of
the situation, Aunt Nancy calculated,
"Not be married in church? Why,
Julia Deming, that's perfectly bias
phemous."
Quick in her defense of her lover,
Julia stated, 81 don't think he means
to be sacrilegious, Aunt Nancy, but
he worships beauty"
But that isn't the worst of it," she
continued, The doesn't want a con
ventional wedding breakfast. He's
going to give me a gold loving cup
for one of my presents, and he has
asked me to serve a pale golden
punch, and pass the cup from hand
to hand"
81 never served anything to drink
/ in my life," Aunt Nancy said, with
decision, "and don't expect to begin
at your wedding. Do you mean to
say that he doesn't want any cake or
| -So11 oh r4I, !