The sweet summer day, the blue sky, the trees and grass, and the gay
company, all made a lasting impression on the guests.
The bride would have no formality, but moved about among her friends
as if it were simply a garden party.
"Do you know what this reminds me of?" Bess asked Louise, as they sat
on the grass with the other girls, waiting for the boys to bring them
some ices.
"No, what?"
"Why, Lucie Carleton's wedding, to be sure; you haven't forgotten
that?" They both laughed at the recollection.
"Of course I haven't. What fun it was, and how long it is since we
have played 'the Carletons'!"
"What is the joke?" inquired Jim, coming back with his hands full.
"Oh, just something this wedding reminds us of," Bess replied.
"I'm reminded that there is not much more fun for me," said Ikey, in a
momentary fit of despondency.
"What a long face!" laughed Dora. "Remember this is a cheerful
occasion. The next thing you will be married yourself to some
California girl."
"He is coming back to see us before then, aren't you, Ikey?" said
Louise.
"In six years he is coming back to stay," added Carl.
"I wonder where we shall all be six years from now," said Constance,
placidly eating her ice.
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