The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-06-26
N By IVA COOK

And now the throbbing summer is with US once again How marvel ; ously beautiful are the summer nights enjoyed in Anniston. These are the nights when,
 Love Is in the bowers of bloom
 With lips of melting song.
 June night, when the hearts in tune,
 Through all times wonderment
 To music of the mystic moon
 In an azure firmament"
 And from the sober gray of twi. light until the mornings rosy dawn, there are hours not only sacred to the lover, but hours of solitude when the weary heart finds rest,
 There is no beauty on earth like that to be found on a late June night when the vibrating light of the stars and fitful glimmer of the noise less fireflies have supplanted the glare of the sun; when the dews are falling and the fairies are distilling the fragrance of the magnolia and the cape jasmine and the noisy world is quieting down to sleep,
 It is then one may hear natures lullaby. by being very good and very still and by listening intently, with all worldly worries and wishes and fears cast aside--it is only then that one may hear the sweet lullaby that hushes the world to sleep on a sum mer night. Have you heard it and have you understood 1t? Have you heard the comforting chirp of the cheerful cricket, it's sound subdued by the hushing whisper of the rus- ting leaves? Have you heard the poyous, heartful lit of the mocking- bird singing to his mate in nesting time? Have you heard the hoarse, mournful croaking and shrill pipings of the frogs in the swamp? The paying of distant dogs? The mellow and harmonious noise of traffic, afar off? And nearby have you heard the gentle kiss of the perfumed night breeze as it caresses the yielding grass and the fronds of ferns along the brookside?
 When you have heard all these magic sounds of night in harmony, combined with the murmuring music of a brook drifting into quiet sleepy pool that reflects only the diamond lights of the sky--you have heard natures lullaby on a summer night and those who enjoy summer nights in Anniston. never yearn for more wonderful music.
 At 5:ao o'clock on Tuesday after noon at the home of the brides mother, Mrs. Mary Bynum, 1006 Quintard avenue, Miss Irene Bynum became the bride of MT. Horace Wright of Mohawk, Tenn. the cere- monye being performed by Rev. Hoyt Dobbs of the First Methodist church.
 To the strains of the wedding march played by Miss Geneva Davis, cousin of the bride. the wedding party entered the living room and approached the altar which had been built of handsome palmA ferns and wild hydrangea, the beauty of which was enhanced by shaded lights. Mrs. Drummond Allen acted as matron of honor on this occasion and was prettily gowned in a crea ton of green organdie, trimmed with white taffeta bands. Her flowers were a bouquet of pink sweet peas. Miss Orbie Bynum, as maid of honor, escorted her sister to the marriage altar dressed in a very becoming gown of pink organdie, carrying a bouquet of pink sweet peas. The bride was attired for travelling in a very smart tailleur suit of midnight blue tricotine, beautifully beaded, with which she wore a bisque-col- ored blouse and a chic. turban of black. Her flowers were 8 shower bouquet of white sweet peas and