“JUNE 28th.—The house is very still these days, for John and Johnnie are
gone, and with them all the bustle, the stir, and the excitement which
has characterized our home for the last few weeks. I invited Bell to
return with me from the wedding, but her father said no, he could not
spare both his daughters; and so she stayed, her tears falling so fast
as she said to me at parting: ‘You cannot guess how lonely I am, knowing
Jessie will never come home to us again, just as she used to come.’
“Poor Bell, I pity her; but amid her tears I saw, as I thought, a
rainbow of promise. As the clergyman at Morrisville chanced to be
absent, Mr. Kelly went down with us to perform the ceremony, and if I am
not mistaken he will go again and again until he brings Bell away with
him. The wedding was a quiet affair, save as Jessie and Johnnie laughed
and sported and played. The bride and groom were, however, perfectly
happy, I know, which was more than could be said for the Judge. At first
he had, as Jessie predicted, said all kinds of harsh things about the
match, but Bell and Jessie won him over, until he was ready to receive
his son-in-law with the utmost kindness, which he did, acting the
polite, urbane host to perfection, and only breaking down when Jessie
came to say good-by. Then he showed how much he loved his baby, as he
called her, commending her so touchingly to her husband’s patient care,
because ‘she was a wee, helpless thing,’ that we all cried, Richard and
all, while the Squire could not resist giving his fairy bride a most
substantial hug, right before us all, as he promised to care for her as
tenderly as if she were his little Daisy instead of his little wife. I
have no fears for them. It is a great responsibility which Jessie has
assumed, but her sunny nature, which sees only the brightest side, and
the mighty love which her husband and Johnnie have given her, will
interpose between her and all that otherwise might be hard to bear. God
bless her. God keep her in all her pleasant journeyings, and bring her
safely back to us, who wait and watch for her as for the refreshing
rain.
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