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OMENS AT A WEDDING. 3 edifice, and the priest still looked anxiously upon the un- towardness of the events which retained him in it, while the lightning seemed to give to each visage the ghastliness of death. “The service commenced, and proceeded until the ring was required. The General produced it; but.at this juncture a flash of lightning, so dazzling that it confused our vision, shot through the church, while the clouds, as if furious at its passage, gave vent to their anger in a voice so terrible that the building absolutely rocked, shattering many of the windows. The bride uttered a cry, which was gently echoed by her vir- gins, an agitation was perceptible among the gentlemen, the minister involuntarily closed his book, and the bridegroom, schooled as he was to din and danger in the field, became. ap- and let fall that endless bond to vowe divine—the _ It was received by the marble pavement, and when he stooped to recover i sh Ting, We in fragments. His face was red with anger, and the ladies gazed on the golden por- tions i» terror and consternation. Not a word was spoken— 4 even the General was silent, although he must have thought . the jeweler perfidious; but perhaps could not have within the stint of words preseribed by holy church, Another ring, however, was soon handed to him and as soon as the assembly were sufficiently composed, the ceremony was con- cluded, the bride pronouncing every syllable of her vow-in tears. Now came kisses and congratulations. They were rather.gravely performed ; but still they assisted in banishing the earlier scenes; and just as all had resolved to be more happy, the bridegroom i the bride, who wore his button of his ceat the chain, dashed cst i ts . “Ont pre the > wide agony, ‘you have crusned yourself—remove your foot.’ “The General raised his foot, and there was his wife's treasure, distorted, broken, and unrecognizable. The bride, excited by the disasters of the day, was overcome by this calamity, and was conveyed insensible to her carriage, the whole agsemblage unconsciously trampling upon the shsitered . comichbooks.com — pad " = - <2 r% , — on. _- tthe wa