you some day. He repeated it
splendidly. I couldn't resist glancing over at Miss Twining--you
ought to have seen her! She looked just like a saint--or an angel!

Have I told you how father all but scolded me for talking to the
minister in that way? He didn't like it a little bit! I shan't
dare to tell ministers what I think after this! But I do believe
it did Mr. Parcell good. He has been lovely to me ever since. He
isn't half so cold and top-lofty as he used to be.

I'm getting down pretty near the weddings, I guess. We've had two!
They're celebrating birthdays now at the Home, and Mrs. Adlerfeld's
happened to be the first one. Miss Churchill had a lovely birthday
cake for her, and chrysanthemums. The table looked beautiful. But
little Mrs. Adlerfeld gave them a surprise. Of course, Miss
Churchill and the matron knew all about it, and Mrs. Albright and
Miss Nita and I; but the majority did not dream of such a thing.
At eight o'clock Mrs. Adlerfeld, who had slipped away to put on her
traveling dress, walked in on the arm of Mr. Von Dalin, and there
was a minister, and they were married! Colonel Gresham gave her
away, and we had such a nice time! She is living in New York. Oh,
she was so sweet! I wish you could have seen her. In speaking of
Mr. Von Dalin she said, "He is always a glad man. I could not
marry a man who was not glad." Isn't that dear? It was hard to
lose her. I am thankful Miss Nita didn't have to go away--I don't
know what I should have done!

Now comes her wedding! It was so pretty, everybody said. I was in
it, so I couldn't tell so well. The chapel and all the rooms were
beautifully decorated with flowers, and the bride wore a simple
tailored suit of dark blue, hat and boots to match. They looked
splendid together, he is so tall and handsome and she is so slender
and pretty. You don't know how much prettier she is since she has
curled her hair! I always thought she would be. Almost all the
ladies went right to curling their hair as soon as Miss Sniffen had
skipped out, and it is a great improvement. Father gave away the
bride, and David was Mr. Randolph's best man. I was the maid of
honor. I felt as if I had been married myself. David said he
didn't, but he wished he had been. Doesn't that sound just like
him? He is the queerest boy! Do you know, he comes away up here
almost every morning, so as to walk down to school with me and cut
out Todd Wilmerding! He knows I