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Thames Star, Volume XII, Issue 3849, 30 April 1881, Page 1

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A BRIDE'S BEFLECTiOira.

-Take my cloiS-^ind now fix my reil, Jenny— ', (How silly to'cover 6ne'« Ace r I might as well be an ofd Woman: But then there's one comfort-r-it's koe.) Well, what Xa* become of those ushen? -"*^ ,', ,Oh, p«! have jou got niy bouqset? - 4.11 freeze standing here in the lobbjr'- - -'^ V?hydoif n't the organist plsyP '„., - -They've ftwt«d «t la«t—whh • bastl*! ■ :~& Stop 1 pa!-—..they're not far f noagh—w»it ! t ■■ U One minote more—n<>w I—'dftktcpatep? ptd\^h Tbera^drop my tnlii^Janb !mu.tt«tnight«ff<_.« (I hope I look timid.Mk^ehrinklag^j- - 1,. s I The chutc^iißjperfßoUj fulft fl*l~> r-t»iffin j now dtiu'f wit- tirjktt- p*f (I don't feel embarrassed at all) But, my! what's the minister saying ? , Oh I know,-that part 'bout Saint Paul. ' ■ I hope my position is graceful! - -<* r How awkwardly Nelly Dane stood,! rt* j. " Not lawfully be joined together — J^wiij speak " —(aa if any one would!— Oh, deat\ now it'siny turntoanswer— <^I ilh pa would «tand Btill-) ")Serve 7am, love,honour, and keep him"— (How sweetly he «aj ß i t )_! wiiL (Where's pa!—there, 1 knew Wd forj?et it. When the time came to give me away.) " I—Selena, take thee — love— cherish — And "—(well, I can' help it!)—" oheyV Here, Maud, take my bouquet—don't drop it! I hope Charley's not lost the ring: Just like him! no!—goodness, how heavy! It's rea^y an elegant thing. It's a shame to kneel down in white satin— And the flounce, real old lace, but I must; I hope that the've got a clean cushion, They're usually covered with dust. All over—Ab, thanks!—now don't fuss pa !— Just throw back my* veil, Charley, there— (Ob, bother! why couldn't be kiss .me' Without tumbling up all my hair 1) Tour arm, Charley, there goes ,th^ organ, (Who'd toink there would be auohaiwowd;,,. Oh, I muati look.round, I'd forgptt«n) J. : , See Charles, w ( ho w*i it that bqwfd? Why, it's Nelly Allaire with her huiband— She's awfully jealous I know : % Most all of my things are imported, . y ;_, t And she had a home-made trousseau. *~ \ "2 And there's Annie Wheeler—Kate Hermon-^^ I didn't expect her. at all, \ t Is she not in the same old blue satin - . She wore at the Charta[ B*UV Is that Fanny Wade?—Edith^P^rJon— ■ Ani. Emma and Joe-rail the gjuifc?. : t q :'~ I knew that the/d not mist my;wed«Upg-r-I hope they'd all notice,my, pearls.) ' * In the carriage there?—gire,me my cloak Jane— > „„. r .. Don't get it all ove.r mysveil— t , . . .» No! you take the other, seat Charley, „ - I need all of this for my .trail.. „,.., • —San FranciscoTJews-Letter.