Isabelle had on a white muslin gown, plain, but shear and fine, and she
wore a bunch of white roses at her belt and at her white throat, and she
carried in her hand a bunch of rare ones.
But it all corresponded, for she wuz the white lily herself, as tall,
and fair, and queenly.
Only when the words wuz said that made her Tom's wife, her cheeks
flushed up as no white lily ever did, even under the sun's rosiest rays.
But a sun wuz a-shinin' on her that went beyend any earthly sun--it wuz
the rays of the great planet Love that illuminated her face, and lit up
her glorified eyes with the light that wuz never on sea nor on shore.
Her husband looked right into her face all the while the Elder wuz
a-unitin' 'em, a-lookin' at her as if he could not quite believe in his
happiness yet--looked at her as one looks at a pearl of great price,
when he has recovered it after a long loss.
I sez to Josiah, as I see that look on his face--
"Many waters may not quench it, Josiah Allen, nor floods drown it, can
they?"
And he brung me back to the present by remarkin'--
"I wouldn't bring up drowndins and conflagrations at such a time as
this, Samantha."
And I sithed and sez to myself, what I have said so many times to she
that wuz Samantha Smith, in strict confidence--
"How different, how different Josiah Allen and I look at things! And
still we worship each other, jest about."
Wall, Thomas Jefferson and Maggie wuz there, and Tirzah Ann and
Whitfield, and the children, and Krit. The two girls, our daughters,
wuz dressed in white, and the Babe stood up by the bride dressed in
white, and holdin' a cunnin' little basket of posies in her hand, and
they all looked pretty, and felt pretty, and acted so.
We had good refreshments to refresh ourselves with, and everything went
off happy and joyous, as weddings should, and will, if True Love stands
up with 'em; and she is the only Bridesmaid worth a cent.
(I am aware that it is usual to call Love a he, but I believe in fair
play, and you may as well call it a she once in a while, specially as
the female sect are as lovin' agin as the he ones, so I think.)
Wall, they had lots and lots of presents--nice ones too. Mr. Freeman's
gift to her wuz two diamond and ruby bracelets, that shone on her white
wrists like sparks of fire and dew.
Them diamonds seemed to be the mates of the ones that had burned on her
finger ever sence a day or two after they met at the World's Fair.
So you see, though she gin her jewels away in her youth, she found 'em
agin in her ripe, sweet womanhood. She gin away the jewels of her
ambition, her glowin' hopes and desires, for a career, and she found 'em
more than all made up to her.
But the jewels her husband prized most in her wuz the calm light of
patience, and love, and womanliness that shone on her face. They wuz
made, them pure pearls of hern, as pearls always are, by long sufferin'
and endurance, and the "constant anguish of patience."
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