Miss Billy - Married

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CHAPTER I. SOME OPINIONS AND A WEDDING

"I, Bertram, take thee, Billy," chanted the white-robed clergyman.

"'I, Bertram, take thee, Billy,'" echoed the tall young bridegroom, his eyes gravely tender.

"To my wedded wife."

"'To my wedded wife.'" The bridegroom's voice shook a little.

"To have and to hold from this day forward."

"'To have and to hold from this day forward.'" Now the young voice rang with triumph. It had grown strong and steady.

"For better for worse."

"'For better for worse.'"

"For richer for poorer," droned the clergyman, with the weariness of uncounted repetitions.

"'For richer for poorer,'" avowed the bridegroom, with the decisive emphasis of one to whom the words are new and significant.

"In sickness and in health."

"'In sickness and in health.'"

"To love and to cherish."

"'To love and to cherish.'" The younger voice carried infinite tenderness now.

"Till death us do part."

"'Till death us do part,'" repeated the bridegroom's lips; but everybody knew that what his heart said was: "Now, and through all eternity."

"According to God's holy ordinance."

"'According to God's holy ordinance.'"

"And thereto I plight thee my troth."

"'And thereto I plight thee my troth.'"

There was a faint stir in the room. In one corner a white-haired woman blinked tear-wet eyes and pulled a fleecy white shawl more closely about her shoulders. Then the minister's voice sounded again.

"I, Billy, take thee, Bertram."

"'I, Billy, take thee, Bertram.'"

This time the echoing voice was a feminine one, low and sweet, but clearly distinct, and vibrant with joyous confidence, on through one after another of the ever familiar, but ever impressive phrases of the service that gives into the hands of one man and of one woman the future happiness, each of the other.

The wedding was at noon. That evening Mrs. Kate Hartwell, sister of the bridegroom, wrote the following letter:

BOSTON, July 15th.

"MY DEAR HUSBAND:—Well, it's all over with, and they're married. I couldn't do one thing to prevent it. Much as ever as they would even listen to what I had to say—and when they knew how I had hurried East to say it, too, with only two hours' notice!

"But then, what can you expect? From time immemorial lovers never did have any sense; and when those lovers are such irresponsible flutterbudgets as Billy and Bertram—!

"And such a wedding! I couldn't do anything with that, either, though I tried hard. They had it in Billy's living-room at noon, with nothing but the sun for light. There was no maid of honor, no bridesmaids, no wedding cake, no wedding veil, no presents (except from the family, and from that ridiculous Chinese cook of brother William's, Ding Dong, or whatever his name is. He tore in just before the wedding ceremony, and insisted upon seeing Billy to give her a wretched little green stone idol, which he declared would bring her 'heap plenty velly good luckee' if she received it before she 'got married.' I wouldn't have the hideous, grinning thing around, but William says it's real jade, and very valuable, and of course Billy was crazy over it—or pretended to be)....