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C E L E S T E ' S W E D D I N G.
One day, business requiring my pres-ence
at X., a small town with'a popu
lation of 5000 or 6000 inhabitants,
distance twenty miles from Paris, I
arrived there about ten in the fore
noon, and was greatly surprised to find
the streets which are generally so silent
and peaceful unusually animated.
Groups of men were standing in front
of .shops, women were gossiping at the
windows, young men and young girls
were wending their way toward the
public square, while urchins were run-ning
about in every direction.
The Hotel of Commerce, my custom-ary
stopping place, seemed upside
down. Travelers, who had been
abandoned to their fate by the waiters,
were tugging furiously at their bell
cords, one calling for his boots, another
for his breakfast, this one wanted his
mail, that one his paper, while the
corridors were a scene of an indescrib
able confusion. The master of the
house, a stout, jovial man, known to all
Father Philip, traveled up and
down, perspiring, panting and fuming,
at a loss as to which call he should
answer first. I stopped him as he was
going by.
" Hellow! Father Philip," said I,
with a laugh, "what is the matter
Are you servants on a strike ?"
"Ah ¡".replied he, as he mopped his
face furiously with his handkerchief,
" don,t speak of it, sir. Although I
had forbidden it, they have all gone to
the wedding. Ah! here they are
now, coming back! It is about time ?"
With contrite looks and hanging
heads, the three waiters were returning
as he said, sneaking along the hall.
But Father Philips, red as a lobster,
had caught sight of them, and without
waiting for explanations he bawled at
the top of his voice :
" Say are you all trying to make a
fool of me? Auguste, chocolate to
eight, coffee with milk to eleven, letters
to n i n e E m i l e . Sixteen's boots, six's
hat, Petit Journal for two. No. one's
bill! Jules, fourteen's breakfast, the
time-table for twenty-one."
Without any question, Auguste,
Emile, and Jules disappeared up the
staircase as if by magic. We heard
them scurring along halls on the.upper
floor ; doors were slammed, and in five
minutes later the house had recovered
its usual serenity. Then only did
Father Philip become more calm, and
turning to me he said :
" Why ! You must haye not been
relieved of your valise yet. I beg
your pardon. Ah ! my dear sir, one is
anything but happy to deal with such
scamps! But then I cannot be angry
with them to-day. The whole town is
topsy-turvey on account of the wed-ding."
" Whose wedding ?"
" H e i n ? Ah ! that's so. You must
have just arrived and could not know.
Itis the marriage of Mile. Bondurand!'
In uttering this last sentence Father
Philip was very probably under the
impression that I was going tgexclaim:
" That accounts for i t ! " >;s he seemed
most unpleasantly surprised wheu I
replied, without dreaming of offence :
" I can't see why the marriage of
that particular lady should have re-volutionized
the town in this way."
He disdainfully stuck out his nether
lip, a sure sign that he was pouting, or
as his waiters would say, " showing'his
lips." Still, he was on the point of ex-plaining
why such a cauSe had pro-duced
so great an effect when the
rumbling of carriages resounded in
the street and the air was filled with
cries of " Here they come! here they
come!"
It was a wedding—the famous wed-ding
of Mile. Bondurand—which, after
the ceremony at the to arn and at the
church, was passing by the hotel on
its back way to the bride's residence.
It was followed by a crowd of idlers
who ran along, shouting, waving their
hats and shoving each other, eyen
under the horses' feet, as they scram-bled
in the dust after the sugar-plums
the groomsmen were throwing by
handfuls through the carriage windows.
We had posted ourselves on the
stoop to get a better view of the cortege
as it went by. Father Philip shared
in the general enthusiasm, and seemed
hugely delighted as he pointed out to
me the family and the invited guests.
" There is M. Bondurand, the bride's
father, in the second carriage. Hello !
His wife is not with him! Parbleu.she
has got into her daughter's vehicle.
That bald-headed gentleman is our
sousprefet."
" And who is that peasant woman
in full dress ? She seems quite impres-sed
by the grand company in which
she finds herself."
" That is the groom's mother, old
Mme. Floreut. Doesn't. the worthy
woman seem happy? Anyhow, there
she is, for the first time in her life,
riding in a carriage."
"The groom is not a very rich man
then ?"
" Who r Jacques Florent ? Why, he
hasn't a cent to his name."
" And his wife?"
"Mile. Celeste Bonudrand has a dowry
of 500,000 francs, without mentioning
future expectations."
" Phew ! Monsicus Jacques Florent
has fallen into a well lined uest."
Father Philip smiled approvingly,
As his eye fell upon the occupants of
two of the carriages in the cortege, he
suddenly exclaimed :
" There they are! there they are!
They were invited too, it seems. That
is a capital joke," he added, laughing
until the tears rolled down his fat
cheeks. " Tis really a good joke! Do
you see them ?"
" Do I see whom? I don't see any-thing
to laugh at."
" There, in the sixth carriage, that
tall, light-haired man at the side of
that young girl in a pink dress with a
white hat, is Monsieur de Yauvillian,
the chief bailiff. And in the other
vehicle,- that small, fat man, with the
lady in green, is Monsieur Chapulus,
the wealthy land owner. There is no
doubt of it, they are both invited to
the wedding!"
" Why of course they are, Father
Philip, or you would not see them, in
carriages following the bride. But
tell me, why do you find it so funny
that those gentlemen should be invited
to Mile Bondurand's wedding ?"
Tis true! I always forget that you
have just arrived and have,, as yet
heard nothing of it. If you only
knew: Ah! no, let tne laugh."
" There is an amusing story connect-ed
with the marriage, then ?"
"Amusing if you wish—that is, to
those who are acquainted with the
parties."
"All the same, tell it to me, Father
Philip, I long to hear it."
Being a well-informed, loquacious
inn-keeper, Father Philip did not re-quire
much persuasion. The Wedding
train aud the crowd had disappeared.
We were alone on the veranda, where
travelers generally sipped tlieir coffee.
ordered two glasses of Maderia, and
after testing this the old fellow began
as follows:
" I must begin by telling you that
Jacques Florent, \\5h0m you have just
noticed, and who has married so well,
was born in this neighborhood. We
used to see him, when quite small,
going to the parochial school, his
satchel on his back and his hands in
his pockets. He was a civil, well-bred
youngster. When he met one he
would politely doff his cap, and when
school was dismissed he would never
loaf about the streets instead of going
home. His mother who managed a
small farm near by, would take him to
school in the morning when she came
to town to sell the milk of her cows,
and then would call for him in the
evening on her way home. She was
a widow and worked hard to bring her
son up properly.
On his side, little Jacques worked
hard also. One year he won so many
prizes that he could not carry them all.
Then his mother determined to send
him to college. She found no sacrifice
too great in order to obtain the means
of paying for his board and lodging.
She would rise an hour earlier in the
morning and go to bed later at night,
while all day long she would toil like
a slave. Poor Mother Florent I How
did move about in those days!
Luckily it was not long before the
youngster was able to provide for him-self.
He wou first a scholarship here,
another at college, still another in Paris
at the Ecole Centrale, where he stood
at the head of his classes."
" He must be a Phoenix, then !''
" I don't know about his being a
Phoenix, but one thing certain is, that
like his mother he is a hard worker ;
and by working hard one always gets
on."
" I agree with you there."
" Well, to cut the story short, he
succeeded. In Paris, during three
years, he faithfully attended to his
studies, while he gave lessons here and
there, and by this means got money
enough to meet his smaller expenses.
At last he passsed his final examination
successfully, and with his diploma in
pocket returned home. His reputation
preceded him, and on his arrival Mr.
Bondurand offered him a situation in
his woolen mills."
" Ah ! yes. Now I understood about
the marriage. But how about those
two that you were laughing about
awhile ago ? Where do M. de Vauvi-lian,
the bailiff, and M. Ohapulis, the
landed proprietor, come in ?''
Hold on, you go too fast. In
placing Jacques Florent at the head of
his factory, M. Bondurand had not the
least idea of letting him wed his
daughter—neither did Mme. Bondu-rand,
I assure you."
" Then Mile. Celeste's marriage took
place against their wishes?
" Never in the world."
" I don't understand it at all then."
" That is not surprising. You don't
give me time to explain things. You
may well suppose that, with her fortune
Mile. Celeste, who is a charming young
person as you may have noticed your-self,
and who was brought up as
princess, had no end of admirers.
Every winter Mme. Bondurand's
parlor was thronged with the very
best society of the town, and at her
receptions the richest and most dis-tinguisned
people are to be met. Being
an engineer, Jacques was invited. He
never failed to attend, but he always
remembered his place, while Messrs.
Chapnis and de Yauvilian paraded in
the first rank, letting it be known that
they were in love with Mile Celeste.
I believe, though, that they were only
in love with her dowry. Each made
up his mind to win the prize at any
cost, and the conduct of both was in
accordance with this determination.
The strangest part of the whole pro-ceedings
was that neither attempted to
get into the good graces of the young
lady, who always treated them with
marked coldness."
" Singular lovers those!"
" They imagined that Mile. Celeste
being a good girl of a very docile dis-position,
she would always comply with
her parents' wishes. So they proceeded
to lay siege to the old folks. M.
Chapuis, by displaying an interest in
M. Bondurand's business affairs, had
no trouble IU winning him over, while
M. de Vauvilian, by means of his no-bility,
and by putting on the airs of a
great lord, succeeded in getting the
mother to espouse his cause of such an
extent that, in a short time, she prom-ised
him her daughter's hand, while on
the other side, her husband was mak-ing
the same promise to his rival."
" And of course Mile. Celeste pro-tested
?"
" Not at all. She let things take
their own course. It happened that
she had occasionally danced with.
Jacques Florent and had conversed
with him in the parlor. The young
engineer's quiet, serious character and
and his easy, distinguised manner soon
impressed her. One day he spoke of
his mother, of her devotion to him, of
the gratitude and affection that he bore
her. This proved to the young lady
that his heart was iu the right place.
Jacques on the other side, felt himself
more than interested in the beautiful
and sweet girl that had so kindly paid
attention to him, but as he knew her
to be very rich, his demeanor was
always so respectful that no word of
love ever passed between thera."
" And still—"
" Of course every thing had to come
out all right. in the end ? Here is the
natural winding up of the comedy.
The first time that M. and Mme. Bon-durand
communicated to each other
their desi gns in regard to their daugh-ter
there was a terrible row, Just
think, Monsier wanted Chapuis for his
son-in-law. Madame could not bear
him ; he was a baboon, a Chinaman, a
miser; he was ugly, deformed, ill-bred,
badly dressed, unkempt and ridiculous.
Madame wanted Vauvilian, whom
Monsieur held in a holy horror. A
snob, a talker, a boaster, a booby, an
ass; noble, it was true, bnt a wretched
beggar who had to depend entirely
upon his situation."
" They could not agree then ?"
" Of course not! 'Vauvilian, never!'
exclaimed M. Bondurand. ' Chapuis,'
exclaimed his wife,' I'll die first ?"
" I t was at this point that Mile.
Celeste took a hand in the game. She
told her father that she loved M.
Jacques Florent, that M. Florent loved
her, and that she would be his wife, or
else she would marry de Vauvilian.
She said the same to her mother, only
the conditions were Jacques Chapuis.
Neither hesitated. In order to get rid
of the one each hated so much, both
consented. The game was won."
" Of course the engineer was ex-pecting
affairs to take this turn?"
" Not at all, but Mile. Celeste had
been astute enough to foresee that there
was no opposition to dread from that
quarter. She had her father to call
upon him and I need not say that the
worthy young fellow's surprise was as
great as his joy. You can understand
that he accepted the offer eagerly, his
only condition being that at the wed-ding
the place of honor would be given
to his mother. You have seen your-self
that his wish was granted.
" Now, if you want to know why the
whole town attended the wedding, I
must say that it was because everybody
liked Jacques. And," added Father
Philip, with a cunning smile, " if I
must tell you all, you must remember
that we are in the country, and we
have had nothing else to talk of dur-ing
the past three months."
OWEN P . BRICKEB.^ESQ., attorney
at-law, is in town every Saturday and
Monday morning and can be consulted
on all legal business. Lancaster office
48 North Duke street.
She Jieyer Rests.
By virtue of doing the roughest
work that it has been necessary to do
in the world since the mandate went
forth ia Eden that men should earn
their bread by the sweat of their faces
the masculine half of mankind has
usurped the credit of performing the
greater part of the work. Men fight
the wars, make the laws and write the
histories of the times in which they
live, and their histories are mainly
filled with the records of their own
actions. But in the meantime there
goes on an uninterrupted and unre-corded
procession of events in which
the women of the world bear their
part that can only be guessed at by
reading between the lines of the his-toric
pages. These warriors, lawyers,
statesmen and historians are all born
of women, who not only undergo all
the inevitable risks and sufferings of
maternity but the care and toil and
weariness attendant on shaping the
boy into the man. When he leaves
his mother's guiding hand he is usu-ally
either made or unmade for life.
If the mothers of the world had no
other task but that of peopling it
anew as men and women die, and
bringing the pulling infant safely to
the edge of adolescence, their share of
labor cast into the balance would
weigh as heavily as the whole remain-der
of human accomplishment. The
courage and the constancy required
in giying birth to children and in
patiently molding the plastic body
and mind to the uses of the vaunted
undertakings of men, even of those
who for their great actions have been
rated as demi-gods.
But the great work for which
is specially designed in the order of
nature is accounted as in the growth
of the grass in the spring-time, or the
fall ot the rain, or any other natural
happening. The result is accepted
without thought, and considered with
out reference to its true relation in the
distribution of the burdens of the
world upon the shoulders that can
best bear thera.
The fact is that neither in civilized,
seme-civilized nor savage nations do
women get proper relaxation and rest.
The savages make of their women
creatures only comparable to beasts of
burden. The Comanche warrior takes
letter care of his horse than he does
of his wife. The Turk or the Arab
either locks her up as a prisoner or
makes of her a slave to minister at
once to his appetites and his wants.
In many countries the wife does all
the drudgery of the household, besides
a part of the drudgery of the shop,
the mine, or the field. There are
European States, the rulers of which
hold high heads, where the sturdy
yeoman thinks it well enough to yoke
his wife and his cow to the plow while
he trots contentedly behind the
handles! Even, in enlightened and
republican France it is no uncommon
sight to see the woman hauling unaid-ed
the heavy huckster's cart, from
which the man sells thp fruits and
vegetables and pockets the proceeds !
In this goodly land, indeed, it is
something different; but even here
the woman's work is as hard or harder
than is the man's. The man employed
in the factory when he quits work
stops to rest. The woman drops her
thread in the mill to pick it up again
in the home. The farmer's wife gets
up before day to get the farmee's
breakfast and start him afield. His
work is done with the going down of
the sun. Her work lasts all the day,
and when the darkness comes she sits
down and plies ner sewing, or her
knitting, or her mending, poor, weary
soul, to rest herself, while the good
man smokes. This is no fancy picture
I t is every-day life in thousands of
households. And the women engaged
in the high occupants, literature, the
arts, etc., are bound by no lighter
thralldom, especially if they have
homes and husbands and children.
The man of letter shuts himself up in
his office or his den and gives his mind
and his time wholly to the work in
hand. When it is done he rests until
another day brings its work, "the
woman of letters is lucky indeed if
she can concentrate her mind for the
time being upon her work. And
when it is done there are a thousand
and one demands upon her in her
woman's position of housekeeper, wife
and mother, and in fulfilling them the
hours that should be given to rest are
occupied. There is no greater drudge
in the world than the woman who
undertakes to do man's work and
woman's work too. She never rests.
But there are many homes where
women are not conscious drudges.
They go and come among their friends
and associates without hinderance,
have money to spend, and are mistress-es
in their own households. Yet many
a woman so situated leads a life as
laborious as that of any farmer's wif-.
She does not toil so hard- with her
hands, but " society" as well as hus-bandry
has its victims. The rivalaries
that beset the girl on the road to
matrimony, the trials that always fol-low,
the demands of fashion on one
side and the husband and baby on the
other, the sad effort to appear to live
better than one can afford to live,
often wear out the nerves of women
before their bodies have become fairly
matured.
It is no answer to the follies of highly
accomplished and tightly corseted
women to say that such follies are
voluntary. The domestic drudgery in
one home and the society drudgery in
another, which admit of no real vaca-tion,
no absolute rest and chance for
recuperation, are cloth cat from the
same piece. It is the custom. There
is no time of rest for women, because
there is no opportunity for it. And
this is the reason why American
women prematurely fade and fold
themselves up in wrinkles.
A Lancaster Boy W h o B e c a m e a Self-made
Man.
I n tne contest for delegates from
this District to the National Republi-can
Convention of 1881, which gave
Blaine and Logan to the Presidential
campaign, the name of Ed. Reinhold
became familiar to nearly eyerybody
inthecounty. Previous to that he was
widely knowu in the business world,
where his name was a synonym for
energy and integrity.
JS. L. Reinhold was born in Lancas-ter
City in 1&47. He was educated in
the common schools. Like many
other men, successful in business and
and politics, he started in the printing
office, having been employed for a
short time in the old Express office of
Messrs. Pearsol & Geist. From the
printing office he went into the hard-ware
business in Lancaster with his
father, under the firm name of Rein-hold
& Son.
Mr. Reinhold, the subject of this
sketch, was one of the originators of
the improvements in the Northern
end of Lancaster City. One of these
was to break away from the old and
overcrowded Central market, which
had served the city for a generation or
more.
Fifteen years ago Mr. Reinhold
moved to Chiekies and became con-nected
with the Chickies Rolling mill.
Next he became manager of the Mari-etta
Hollow.ware works, and during
his six years'management the estab-lishment
became one of the most suc-cessful
and valuable manufacturing
plants in the county. He is now again
interested in the management of the
Chickies Rolling mill.
In politics he has always been a
staunch Republican. He was one of
the delegates to the Chicago Conven-tion
of 1884 which nominated Blaine
and Logan. He was a candidate for
Recorder in 1885, receiving 3,837 votes
or within 509 as many as his sucessful
competitor. He is again a candidate
for Recorder, and has entered the can-vass
with flattering prospects of suc-cess.
As he is now, so is he likely to
continue to be the only candidate for
Recorder from the Northern Legisla-tive
district.—Columbia Spy.
The N e w Clerk.
He had been recommended as a
sharp, shrewd boy, and the grocer had
been several times delighted at the way
he scrimped the measure when selling
apples or potatoes. Therefore, when
he started down town yesterday he
felt that everything would go smoothly
in his absence. When he returned,
after the lapse of a couple of hours, he
asked:
" Well, anything happen ?"
" Bought twenty bushels of potatoes,"
replied the boy.
" But I didn't tell you to."
" I know it, but when I can buy po-tatoes
at twenty-five cents per bushel
under selling price there's a profit in
buying, eh ?"
" Did you get 'em for that?"
" I did, and good measure, too."
" Then I shall raise your salary a
dollar a week. You are the boy I've
been looking for. Potatoes in the bin?"
"Yes."
Two minutes later the grocer came
back to the front of the store with a
potato in each -hand and his face as
white as snow, and after working his
jaws for half a minute he managed to
say:
" You infernal idiot! They are fro-zen
as hard as rocks !"
He Was.
He was a belated citizen going home.
As he turned into High street from
Beaubien a pedestrian suddenly con-fronted
him and said:
" Mister, if you would please be so
kind as to tell me what time it is I'd
be—."
" Just striking one!" was the reply
as the belated shot out with his foot
and knocked the fellow into the gutter.
The victim crawled out after a period
of - inactivity, gathered a big ball of
snow for his nose to bleed on, and
muttered to himself:
" Wasn't I in luck that it wasn't
just striking 'leven or twelve ?"
A d v e r t i s e i n t h e RECORD.
S t a t e Items.
John McLean, ex-Prothonotary of
Montgomery county, died on Saturday
at his home aged 57 years.
While Wilson Hauser, a baker of
Catasauqua, was on Saturday lifting
a sleigh into the road he fell oyer and
died of heart disease.
Dr. Dunwiddie, of Phillipsburg,
while attempting in a sleigh to cross
the railroad tracks at Osceola was
struck by an engine and seriously
injured.
August C. McCoy, 25 years old,
formerly business solicitor on the Erie
Evening Herald, after a prolonged
debauch at Erie, attempted suicide by
shooting.
Henry Hoffman, 55 years old, and
said to belong in Philadelphia, has
been committed to the Media jail,
charged with robbing clothes lines in
Radnor and Haverford townships.
Judge Swartz yesterday at Norris-town
issued an alternative mandumus
to compel the Montgomery County
Commissioners to erect a bridge over
the Wissahickon on the Philadelphia
line, to take the place of the structure
destroyed by fire last July.
The Daily office at York,was burned
out, causing a loss on that and other
property of $50,000.
Frank Ott, of Llewellyn, Schuykill
county, was found frozen to death near
Forestville. He was 32 years of age
and unmarried.
H i g h I i i c e n s e at R e a d i n g.
The high license law, from present
indications, will drive a big number of
saloon and hotel men out of the busi-ness.
Wholesale liquor dealers have
also been slow in taking out licenses
for this year, and it is likely a number
of these will also quit t h e business.
The principal trouble will be in
securing bondsmen on account of the
new law being so strict in its require-ments.
A large number of applicants
for licenses will likely be unable to
furnish the proper bondsmen, and on
this account it is believed that the
number now in business will be reduc-ed
at lákst fifty per cent.
An E d i t o r A t t a c k e d .
KNOXVILLE, Tenn., January 29.—A
shooting affray occurred here this
morning in front of St. John's Episco-pal
Church, which resulted in the
wounding of three men, one of them
fatally. As James F. Rule, the city
editor of the Knoxville Journal, was
entering the church,'accompanied by
his wife, he was accosted by three men
Who wanted t ó speak with him. He
walked to the opposite side of the
street with them, where all four stooct
talking some minutes. The three
men were John West, William: West
and a friend of theirs named Goodman.
They attacked Rule on account of a
communication which appeared in
this morning's Journal reflecting upon
Dr. T. A. West, City Physician and
father of John and William West.
Rule refused to give the name of the
author of the communication or to
make any satisfactory answer to
questions.
West struck Rule and attempted to
bear him to the ground. Rule drew a
revolver and shot John West through
the body. William West immediately
fired on Rule, the ball passing through
Rule's wrist. John West then cut
Rulein the back seven times. William
West placed his revolver at Rule's fore-head
and fired, but Rule knocked the
pistol up, recei vi ng only a scalp wound.
Rule then fired two more shots, one of
them taking effect iu the shoulder of
Goodman, who seemed to be attempt-ing
to separate combatants. A num-ber
of men rushed out from the church
and stopped the bloody fight. William
West ran away uninjured. Rule was
able to get up and walk to the church,
but John West was carried home in a
dying condition. Rule's injuries are
not dangerous and Goodman is not
seriously wounded. Rule's wife, who
had entered the church, knew nothing
of the difficulty till all was over. The
organ drowned the noise of the pistol
shots.
A Sweet Somnambulist.
" Daughter, Teddy says he saw you
sitting in Harry's lap last night. Is
that so?"
" Perhaps it is, ma. "
" Perhaps it is ? Why, I am
astonished. Don't you know ?"
" Not altogether, ma ! You 'know
I'm a somnambulist, and sometimes
Harry stays so late that I am apt to
somnamble. In such cases, if I acci-dentally
sit down on Harry it isn't his
fault, is it ?"
W e d d i n g Anniversaries.
The request has been made for a
statement showing the order in which
the various wedding celebrations
properly come. The following list
furnishes an answer:
At the end of the first year—Cotton
wedding.
Second year—Paper wedding.
Third year—Leather wedding.
F i f t h year—Wooden wedding.
Seventh year—Woolen wedding.
_ Tenth year—Tin wedding.
Twelfth year—Silk and fine linen
wedding.
Fifteenth year—Crystal wedding.
Twentiety year—China wedding.
Twenty-fifth year—silver wedding.
Thirtieth year—Pearl wedding.
Fortieth year—Ruby wedding.
Fiftieth year—Golden wedding.
Seventy-fifth year—Diamond wed-ding.