United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
Within there was much bustle and good-natured badinage, as the
neighbors, bidden to the feast, assisted the people of the
house,--playing the part of entertainer or caterer, hairdresser or
maid, as the needs of the other guests demanded.
It was a simple, homely wedding, as was the custom of the day; and the
festivities were enjoyed with all the more zest by reason of the relief
they offered from the anxiety felt by all, on account of the disturbed
condition of public affairs.
There were games--such as "Twirl the Trencher" and "Hunt the
Slipper"--for those who liked them; and the elders endeavored to enter
at least into the spirit of all that was going on, and not dampen the
younger folks' pleasure by the exhibition of gloomy faces and
constrained actions.
Later in the evening there was dancing. And it was a goodly sight to
look at the handsome groom and his lovely bride go through the stately
minuet, with his father and Aunt Lettice opposite them,--the slow,
dignified step making the feat a no-wise difficult one for the old
gentleman, who had in his day been accounted one of the most graceful
of dancers.
Dorothy acted for a time as though she were made of quicksilver. She
was leader in all the games and frolics, and seemed the very
impersonation of happy, laughter-loving girlhood. Then, and without
any apparent reason, another and different mood took possession of her,
and she suddenly became very quiet, taking but little part in what was
going on.
Her father's fond eyes were quick to notice this; but when he hastened
to draw her to one side and ask for the cause, she made light of his
anxiety, and gave him a smiling assurance of her perfect well-being.
As a matter of fact, something had occurred to disturb the girl very
seriously.
During one of the games she had been alone for a few minutes in a room
facing upon the side yard,--a small orchard; and chancing to glance
toward the window, she saw, as if pressed against the glass, the face
of Cornet Southorn.
While she stood, silent and rigid, staring at it, the face disappeared;
and some of the other guests now entering the room, she slipped away to
recover her composure.
What, she asked herself, did he seek, and why was he here? She
dismissed at once the thought of his meaning any harm, for surely he
would not bring about any disturbance upon this, her brother's wedding
night. And even should he seek to intrude himself upon them, there
could be no just cause to warrant such an act, for although the King
might expect to enforce the Acts of his Parliament, he had not as yet
sought to control the marrying or giving in marriage of his American
subjects.
But even so, she was startled, almost alarmed; and the matter filled
her thoughts for the remainder of the evening.
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