Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 10: what you’re looking at

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8 GIDEON GODBOLD. Isabelle quitted the room ; but speedily returned, dressed in the easy. costume of home, and Alice beheld her with in- creased admiration now that she had cast the rival jewels from her person, and appeared in the luster of her beauty. She seated ‘herself by her ‘dear friend at the open casement, where she could inhale the sweetness = the garden, and thus commenced her relation : “T need not tell you how I left the society of Alice Faith and the residence of Mr. Ormond for that of Mr. Shippen, to ‘attend the marriage of his sweet daughter, Margaret, with the valorous General Arnold—so of this I will say no more. We reached the church in thunder and lightning—bride and bride- bridemaids and groomsmen, and friends in carriages innumerable. In passing from our vehicle to the docr of the edifice we were drenched with rain, and our bouquets de- stroyed by its force. When we advanced up the aisle, the artillery of the heavens seemed to be rolling in crashing peals along the roof, while the lightning eclipsed alee The effect was appalling. All were alarmed. The happy couple partook the general feeling, and the holy minister, who stood at the altar, cast up his reverend eyes to study the security of the building. “The bride could not reach the altar—she paused from fatigne and emotion, and nearly fell. The armed with restoratives in bottles, dashed forward to her suc- cor; but they were little less frightened than herself, and she gained but little confidence from the pallor of their faces. At length the General advanced and soon restored the victory. He uttered a few words, which were talismanic. made an effort, and the procession moved on. We reached the foot of the steps, tp which the bride was borne, for she could not walk, and placed in position, as the General svould describe it. The bridegroom marched up the steps, followed by his column of male friends. There we stood, confronting each other—the ladies pale, except where they had provided against such contingency, their dresses moistened by the rain, and many of those little graces of the toilet, which had adopted to increase their charms, awry to The gentle- men were wel. attired, grave, and a y -self possessed ; but the thunder was unappeased. - Tt still, shook the holy CEoOnniclooks.conn a.