In a Little Town

m now and escaped through their coarse meshes. She was so resolute, however, that he

eded her help. This brought him the entree to her parlor. He told

t it illumined. She consented at last to believe in Eddie's devotion, or at least in his need of her; and t

several years, if ever. She wanted to give Eddie time t

' married, let's have the wedding

and was asking for time, Mrs. Govers delivered an oration that would have s

eared that if they went they would have to send wedding-presents, and Eddie and Ellar

le and twice as sad as he had looked at his uncle Loren's obsequies; and he suf

proaching servitude? In any case, Ellaphine's best was not good, and she was at her worst in her ill-fitting white gown, with the veil askew.

ndelssohn's "Wedding March," and always relieved its monotonous cadence with

lled the "Bridle March, by Lohengrin," Mr. Maugans always craned his neck to see and usually put

ely. He played the march with such doleful indifference that Eddie found the aisle as long as the dis

triumphantly beautiful in her finest raiment. Her charms were militant and vindictive, and her smile pla

ideous. Ellaphine lowered her eyelids in

married me. What can he see in

iage Eddie said, "Well, Mrs. Pouc

emembered that it is the business of brides to cry. He held her hand and tried to console

hments. Luella was the gayest of them all. People wondered why Eddie had not married

ardly playing fair, but Luella was a poor loser. She even add

uple when there was any comment at all

took them to the depot. Old shoes had not been provided and rice had been forgotten. They were not pelted or subjected to immemorial jokes. They were not chased to t

ge without a splash, like a pair of mud-turtles slipping off a log into the water. Even the interest in Eddie's inheritance did not last long, for Uncle Loren's