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reakfast was over. Georgia, blushing and smiling beneath Miss Jerusha's curious scrutiny4, had gone back to her room, and Miss Jerusha, sitting in her low rocking-chair, was left alone with the bright morning sunshine that lay in broad patches on the floor to the special delectation of Mrs. and Miss Betsey Periwinkle.
Miss Jerusha was thinking of a good many things in general, but Georgia's unaccountable freaks in particular, when a well-known step sounded on the threshold, and the tall, stately form of Richmond Wildair stood before her.
Miss Jerusha was always pleased to have the rich young squire5 visit her, because it added to her importance in the eyes of the villagers; so she got up with a brisk, delighted "how d'ye do," and placed a chair for her visitor.
"All alone, Miss Jerusha?" said Mr. Wildair, taking up Betsey Periwinkle the second, who came purring politely around him, and stroking her mottled coat.
"Wall, not exactly," said Miss Jerusha. "Georgia's up stairs, for a wonder. I'll call her down, if you like."[Pg 172]
"No—never mind," said Mr. Wildair. "Miss Georgia doesn't always seem so glad to see me that she should be disturbed now on my account."
"Wall, Mr. Wildair, Georgey's queer; there's never no tellin' what she'll do; if you 'spect her to do one thing you may be pretty certain she'll do 'xactly t'other. Now, yesterday afternoon she went out as glum6 as a porkypine"—Miss Jerusha's ideas of porcupines7 were rather vague—"and, bless my stars! if she didn't come in a smilin' like a basket of chips. My 'pinion8 is," said Miss Jerusha, firmly, "that something's come to her; you needn't believe it if you don't like too, but I do."
A smile full of curious meaning broke over Mr. Wildair's face.
"On the contrary, my dear madam, I do believe it most firmly. Not only do I think something came to her yesterday, but I know it from positive observation."
"Hey?" said Miss Jerusha, looking up sharply.
Mr. Wildair put down little Betsey Periwinkle, got up, and leaning his arm on the mantel, with that same strange smile on his face, stood looking down on Miss Jerusha.
"What is it?" asked the old lady, with a puzzled look answering that smile, as if he had spoken.
"My dear Miss Jerusha, I have a favor to ask of you this morning, a great favor, a very great favor, indeed," he said, with a light she had never seen before in his handsome eyes.
"I want you to give me something."
"You do! Why, my gracious! I ain't got nothing to give you."[Pg 173]
"Yes, you have; a treasure beyond all price."
"Good gracious! where?" said Miss Jerusha, gazing round with a bewildered look.
"I mean—Georgia."
"Hey!"
"Miss Jerusha, Richmond House wants a mistress, and I want Miss Georgia Darrell to be that mistress."
"Oh, my gracious!" cried the overwhelmed Miss Jerusha, sinking back in her chair.
"You have no objections, I hope, my dear madam."
"Oh, my gracious! did you ever?" exclaimed Miss Jerusha, appealing to society at large. "Marry my Georgey! My-y-y conscience alive!"
Richmond stood smilingly before her, running his fingers through his glossy13 dark hair, waiting for her astonishment14 to evaporate.
"You ain't in airnest, now," said Miss Jerusba, resting her chin on her hand and peering up in his face with a look of mingled15 incredulity and delight, as the faded vision of the brown silk, and the new straw bonnet16 began again to loom17 up in the distance.
"Never was so much so in my life. Come, Miss Jerusha, say I may have her."
"Why, my stars and garters! 'tain't me you ought for to ask, it's Georgey. Why didn't you ask her?"
"I have already done so. I asked her last evening."
"Oh-h-h!" said Miss Jerusha, drawing in her breath, and sending out the ejaculation in a perfect whistle of astonishment at the new light that dawned upon her. "I[Pg 174] see now. That's what did it! Well, I never! And what did she say?"
"She said what I want you to say—yes."
"But, look here," said Miss Jerusha, to whom the news seemed a great deal too good to be true, "how about that there heiress, you know—hey?"
"What heiress?" said Richmond, with a smile.
"Why, you know—that one everybody said you were a-goin' to be married to—that one from the city."
"Don't know the lady at all—never had the pleasure of seeing her in my life, Miss Jerusha."
"Well, now, it seems to me there's suthin' wrong somewhere," said Miss Jerusha, doubtfully; "why, you told me yourself, Mr. Wildair, you were going to marry a heiress—'mensely rich, you said. I recommember your very words."
"And so I am; but Georgia was the heiress I meant—immensely rich in beauty, and a noble, generous heart."
"Humph! poor sort o' riches to get along in the world with," said Miss Jerusha, rather cynically18. "If you meant Georgey all along, what made you let folks think it was to somebody else—that there young woman from the city?"
Richmond laughed, and shook back his dark clustering hair.
"From a rather unworthy motive19, I must own, Miss Jerusha. I wanted to make Georgia jealous, and so be sure she liked me."
"Wal, I never! that tells the whole story. She was jealous, and that is what made her as cross as two sticks. Well, to be sure! if it ain't funny! he! he! he!"
And Miss Jerusha indulged in a regular cachinnation[Pg 175] for the first time that Richmond ever remembered to hear her.
"I am glad it seems to please you. Then we have your consent?"
"Why, my gracious, yes! I hain't the least objection. I guess not. What do your folks say about it?"
"My 'folks' will not object. I am my own master, Miss Jerusha. I have written to tell my mother, and I know she will not disapprove20 of any step I see fit to take," said Richmond, composedly.
"Well, railly! And when is it a-goin' to come off?"
"What?"
"Why, the weddin', to be sure."
"Oh, there is no use for unnecessary delay. I spoke9 to Georgia on the subject, and proposed Tuesday fortnight; but she seems to think that too soon—in fact, was preposterous21 enough to propose waiting until next year. Of course, I wouldn't listen a moment to any such proposition."
"Of course not," said Miss Jerusha, decidedly, thinking of her brown silk, which she had no notion of waiting for so long.
"Do you think Tuesday fortnight too soon?"
"Gracious, no! I can get the two dressmakers, and have everything ready before that, quite easy."
"Thank you, Miss Jerusha," said Richmond, gratefully; "and as suitable things cannot be obtained here, one of the dressmakers you mention will go with Mrs. Hamm to the city and procure22 a bridal outfit23 for my peerless Georgia. Neither shall you, my dear, kind friend, be forgotten; and, believe me, I shall endeavor to reward you for all your kindness to my future bride. And now for my plans. Immediately after we are married we depart for New York,[Pg 176] and remain for some time with my mother there. We will return here and remain until the fall, when we will depart for Washington, and there spend the winter. Next year we will probably travel on the Continent, and after that—sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof," he said, breaking off into a smile. "And now, if you like, you may call Georgia; we must reason her out of this absurd notion of postponing24 our marriage. I count upon your help, Miss Jerusha."
So Georgia was called, and came down, looking a great deal more lovely, if less brilliant, in her girlish blushes, and smiles, and shy timidity than she had ever been when arrayed in her haughty25 pride. And Miss Jerusha attacked and overwhelmed her with a perfect storm of contemptuous speeches at the notion of putting off her marriage, quite sneering27 at the idea of such a thing, and Richmond looked so pleading that Georgia, half laughing, and half crying, and wholly against her will, was forced, in self-defense, to strike her colors, and surrender. She was so happy now, so deeply, intensely happy, that she shrank from the idea of disturbing it by the bustle28 and fuss that must come, and she looked forward shrinkingly, almost in terror, to the time when she would be a wife, even though it were his. But the promise was given, and Georgia's promises were never retracted29, and so the matter was settled.
That afternoon the stately little housekeeper30 at Richmond House was told she was to have a mistress. Mrs. Hamm was altogether too well-bred, and too much of a lady, to be surprised at anything in this world; yet, when she heard her young master was going to marry a village girl, a slight, a very slight, smile of contempt was concealed31 behind her delicate lace-bordered handkerchief, but[Pg 177] she quietly bowed, and professed32 her willingness to start for New York at any moment. And the very next morning, accompanied by the dressmaker Miss Jerusha had spoken of, she took her departure, with orders to spare no expense in procuring33 the bridal outfit.
Never was there a more restless, eccentric, tormenting34 bride-elect than Georgia. From being positively35 wild, she became superlatively wildest, and drove Miss Jerusha and Mr. Wildair daily to the verge36 of desperation for the next two weeks. She laughed at him, fled from him, refused to take a walk with him or sing to him, and made herself generally so provoking, that Richmond vowed37 she was wearing him to a skeleton, and threatened awful vengeance38 at some period fast forthcoming. And Georgia would laugh the shrill40 elfish laugh of her childhood, and fly up to her room, and lock herself in, and be invisible until he had gone.
Georgia wanted Emily to be her bride-maid, but when Emily heard that the Rev41. Mr. Barebones was to officiate on the occasion, she refused. Georgia, who was not particular who performed the ceremony of "enslaving her," as she called it, asked Richmond to allow Father Murray to unite them; but, to her surprise, Richmond's brow darkened, and he positively refused. Georgia was inclined to resent this at first; but then she considered it might arise from conscientious42 scruples43, and though she had none of her own, yet she respected them in others, and so she yielded, and Miss Becky Barebones, a gaunt damsel, whose looks were faintly shadowed forth39 in her name, gladly consented to "stand up" with her; while a young gentleman from the city, a brother lawyer of Richmond's, was to perform the same office for him.[Pg 178]
And so old Father Time, who jogs on unrestingly and never harries44 for weddings or funerals, kept on his old road, and brought the bridal morning at last. A lovely morning it was—a gorgeous, golden September day, with hills, and river, and valleys all bathed in a golden haze45; just the sort of a day our tropical, wild-eyed bride liked.
At early morning all Burnfield was astir, and crowding toward the little sea-side cot, to catch a glimpse of the elegant bridal carriage and gayly decked horses, and, perhaps, be fortunate enough to obtain a peep at the happy pair.
Inside the cottage all was bustle and excitement. Out in the kitchen (to begin at the beginning, like the writer of the "House that Jack46 Built,") Fly had been ignominiously47 deposed48, to make way for the accomplished49 cook from Richmond House, who for the past week had been concentrating his stupendous intellect on the bridal breakfast, and had brought that dejeuner to a state of perfection such as the eye, nor heart, nor palate of man had ever conceived before. There were also the two fascinating young footmen, making themselves generally useful with a sort of lofty condescension50 and dignified51 contempt for everything about them, except when they met the withering52 eye of Miss Jerusha, and then they wilted53 down, and felt themselves dwindling54 down to about five inches high. There was Mrs. Hamm, in black velvet55, nothing less, and so stately, and so politely dignified, that the English language is utterly56 unable to do justice to her grandeur57. There was Miss Jerusha, in rustling58 brown satin, her wildest dreams realized, perfectly59 awful in its glittering folds, enough to strike terror into the heart of a Zouave, with a flashing ruby[Pg 179] brooch, and a miraculous60 combination of lace and ribbons on her head, all broke out in a fiery61 eruption62 of flaring63 red flowers, which were in violent contrast to her complexion—that being, as the reader is already aware, decidedly, and without compromise, yellow. And, lastly, there were our two friends, the Betsey Periwinkles, looking very much astonished, as well they might, at the sudden change that had taken place around them; and, evidently considering themselves just as good as anybody there, they kept poking64 themselves in the way, and tripping up the company generally, and the two fascinating footmen in particular, invoking65 from those nice individuals "curses, not loud but deep." There was the Rev. Mr. Barebones, gaunt and grim in his piety66; and the Rev. Mrs. Barebones, a severe female, with a hard jaw67 and stony68 eye; and there was Mrs. Tolduso, whom Miss Jerusha admitted just to dazzle with her brown satin; and there were ever so many other people, until it became a matter of doubt whether the bridal party would have room to squeeze through.
In the hall stood Richmond Wildair, looking very handsome and very happy indeed, while he waited for Georgia to descend69. Mr. Curtis, his friend, resplendent in white vest and kids, lounged against the staircase, caressing70 his mustache, and inwardly raging that that flagstaff of a Becky Barebones was to be his vis-a-vis, instead of sweet, blooming little Emily Murray.
Up stairs in her "maiden71 bower72" was our Georgia, under the hands of Emily, and Becky, and one of the spruce dressmakers, being "arrayed for the sacrifice," as she persisted in calling it. And if Georgia Darrell, in her plain cottage dress, was beautiful, the same Georgia in her white silk, frosted with seed pearls, enveloped73 in a mist-like lace[Pg 180] vail, and bearing an orange wreath of flashing jewels on her regal head, was bewildering, dazzling! There was a wild, glittering light in her splendid oriental eyes, and a crimson pulse kept beating in and out like an inward flame on her dark cheek, that bespoke74 anything but the calm, perfect peace and joy of a "blessed bride."
Was it a vague, shadowy terror of the new life before her? Was it distrust of him, distrust of herself, or a nameless fear of the changes time must bring? She did not know, she could not tell; but there was a dread75, a horror of she knew not what overshadowing her like a cloud. She tried to shake it off, but in vain; she strove to strangle it at its birth, but it evaded76 her grasp, and loomed77 up a huge misshapen thing between her mirror and the shining beautiful image in its snowy robes there revealed.
Little Emily Murray, quite enchanting78 in a cloud of white muslin, and no end of blue ribbons, kept fleeting79 about, hardly knowing whether to laugh or cry, and alternately doing both. She was so glad Georgia was going to be a great lady, and so sorry for losing the friend she loved that it was hard to say whether the laughing or crying had the best of it. And there, on the other side, stood Miss Barebones, as stiff and upright as a stove-pipe, in a crisp rattling80 white dress and frozen-looking white lilies and petrified81 rosebuds82 in her wiry yellow hair, with all the piety and grimness of many generations of Barebones concentrated in her.
And now all is ready, and, "with a smile on her lip and a tear in her eye," Emily puts her arm around Georgia's waist and turns to lead her down stairs, where her lover so impatiently awaits the rising of his day-star, and Miss Barebones and the trim little dressmaker follow. And[Pg 181] Georgia involuntarily holds her breath, and lays her hand on her breast to still her high heart-beating that can almost be heard, and goes down and finds herself face to face with the future lord of her destiny. And then Emily kisses and relinquishes83 her, and she looks up with the old defiant84 look he knows so well in his handsome young face, and he smiles and whispers something, and draws her arm within his and turns to go in. And then Mr. Curtis swallows a grimace85, and offers his arm to Miss Barebones, and that wise maiden gingerly lays the tips of her white kid glove on his broadcloth sleeve, and with a face of awful solemnity is led in, and the ceremony commences. And all through it Georgia stands with her eyes burning into the floor, and the red spot coming and going with every breath on her cheek, and hardly realizes that it has commenced until it is all over, and she hears, "What God hath joined together let no man put asunder86." And then there is crowding around and a great deal of unnecessary kissing done, and Emily and Miss Jerusha are crying, and Mr. Curtis and Mr. Barebones, and the rest are shaking hands and calling her "Mrs. Wildair," and then, with a shock and a thrill, Georgia realizes she is married.
Georgia Darrell is no more; the free, wild, unfettered Georgia Darrell has passed away forever, and Georgia Wildair is unfettered no longer; she has a master, for she has just vowed to obey Richmond Wildair until "death doth them part." And her heart gives a great bound, and then is still, as she lifts her eyes in a strange fear to his face, and sees him standing87 beside her smiling and happy, and looking down on her so proudly and fondly. And Georgia draws a long breath, and wonders if other brides feel as she does, and then she tries to smile, and reply to[Pg 182] their congratulations, and the strange feeling gradually passes away, and she becomes her own bright, sparkling self once more.
And now they are all sitting down to breakfast, and there is a hum of voices, and rattling of knives and forks, and a clatter88 of plates, and peals89 of laughter, and everybody looks happy and animated90, and Miss Jerusha and Emily dry their tears and laugh too, and the fascinating footmen perform the impossibility of being in two or three places at once, and speeches are made, and toasts are drank, and Mr. Wildair gets up and replies to them, and thanks them for himself and his wife. His wife! How strange that sounds to Georgia. Then she sees through it all, and laughs and wonders at herself for laughing; and Mr. Curtis, sitting between Miss Barebones and Emily Murray, totally neglects the former and tries to be very irresistible91, indeed, with the latter, and Emily laughs at all his pretty speeches, and doesn't seem the least embarrassed in the world, and Miss Barebones grows sourer and sourer until her look would have turned milk to vinegar; but nobody seems to mind her much. She notices, too, that Mr. Barebones perceptibly thaws92 out under the influence of sundry93 glasses of champagne94, to that extent that before breakfast is over he refers to the time when he first met the "partner of his buzzum," as he styles Mrs. B., and shed tears over it. And Mrs. Hamm, in her black velvet and black lace mits, hides a sneer26 in her coffee cup at him, or at them all, and Miss Jerusha is looking at her with so much real tenderness in her eye that Georgia feels a pang95 of remorse96 as she thinks how ungrateful she has been, and how much Miss Jerusha has done for her. And then she thinks of her mother, and her brother Warren—her dear brother Warren[Pg 183]—of whose fate she knows nothing, and of Charley Wildair and his unknown crime, and heaves a sigh to their memory. And then Betsey Periwinkle the second comes purring round her, and Georgia lifts her up and kisses the beauty spot on her forehead, and a bright tear is shining there when she lifts her head again, and Betsey purrs and blinks her round staring eyes affectionately, and then everybody is standing up, and Mr. Barebones, hiccoughing very much, is saying grace, and then she is going up to her room and finds herself alone with Miss Jerusha and Emily, who are taking off her bridal robes and putting on her traveling-dress.
And there she is all dressed for her journey, and Miss Jerusha holds her in her arms, and is kissing her, and sobbing97 as if her heart would break; and little Emily is sobbing, too, and Georgia feels a dreary98, aching pain at her heart, at the thought of leaving her forever—for though she is coming back, they can never be the same to one another again in this world that they are now—but her eyes are dry. And then Miss Jerusha kisses her for the last time, and blesses her, and lets her go, and she follows her down stairs, where Richmond awaits her, to lead her to the carriage. And then there is more shaking of hands, until Georgia's arm aches, and a great deal of good-bying and some more female kissing, and then she takes her husband's arm and walks down the graveled walk to the carriage. And on the way she wonders what kind of a person Mrs. Wildair, Richmond's mother, may be, and whether she will like her new daughter, and whether that daughter will like her. And now she is sitting in the carriage, waving a last adieu, and the carriage starts off, and she springs forward and looks after the cottage until it is out of sight. And[Pg 184] then she falls back in her seat and covers her face with her hands, with a vague sense of some great loss. But that picture she never forgets, of the little vine-wreathed cottage, with its crowd of faces gazing after her, and Miss Jerusha and little Emily crying at the gate. How she remembers it in after days—in those dark, dreadful days, the shadow of whose coming darkness even then was upon her!
They are whirling away, and away. She takes her hands from her face and looks up. They are flying through Burnfield now, and she catches a glimpse of the stately arches and carved gables of Richmond House, her future home, and then that, too, disappears. They are at the station, in the cars, with a crowd of others, but she neither sees nor cares for their curious scrutiny now. The locomotive shrieks99, the bell rings, and away and away they fly. She falls back in her seat, and Georgia has left the home of her childhood forever.
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champagne
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