The Wedding Guest: A Friend of the Bride and Bridegroom

Day was dawning in the watch room; the lamp was dying away, the thirteen with pale expectant faces, now shadowed by fear, now lighted with hope, were motionless. With his face b...

"Ah! yes--they are truth to me; they dwell in my heart of hearts--they belong to the deepest and sweetest mysteries of my being. I gaze out through the glory upon life, and I se...

I have thought many, many times of your last beautiful, _wife-like_ letter. It was so full of tenderness--so full of a spirit of humility--so free from all selfishness, that it...

A severe illness has prevented my answering your kind letter for some weeks, but now I am quite well again, and hope to continue without further interruption our pleasant corres...

I hardly know whether pleasure or pain was the uppermost feeling of my mind, while reading your reply to my last letter. You have some secret disappointment preying upon your yo...

IT was to be a quiet wedding. Fannie would have it so; only _his_ relations. She, poor thing, was an orphan, and only spirit-parents could hover around her on this great era of...

The anniversary of Fannie's bridal was the counterpart of the original. Sunny and genial, with here and there a white cloud floating near the horizon, denoting a long and happy...

Upon her return from the bridal tour, no sooner was Fannie settled in her new home, than the family feud endeavoured to draw her from her quiet course, to take part for or again...

I have just received the pleasing intelligence of your marriage with one so worthy of your trust and affection. Of course, you are very happy; for there is no more perfect happi...