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Updated: June 1, 2025
With my idea of the rector derived from a picture in the dining-parlour, stiff and stately, in a huge full-bottomed wig, with gown, cassock, and bands, and his hand upon a copy of the only sermon he ever published it was strange to read these letters. His letters were a curious contrast to those of his girl-bride.
Yet she dare not mention that thought to him now no, not now; she must wait a little. No pity lurked in her heart for the poor little girl-bride whom she supposed lying cold and still in death, whom her son so wildly mourned; she only realized her darling Rex was free. What mattered it to her at what bitter a cost Rex was free? She should yet see her darling hopes realized.
The woful, terrified gaze of the blue eyes deepened pitifully, but she spoke no word, and Rex turned from her turned from the girl-bride whom he loved so madly, with a bursting, broken heart, more bitter to bear than death itself left her alone with the pitying sunlight falling upon her golden hair, and her white face turned up to heaven, silently praying to God that she might die then and there.
Yet often the gentle Queen slipped away from the modest festivities she had devised for the pleasure of her slender mimic court the music tourneys the recitations the fanciful quibbles in words which could have had for her great weariness of empty hands but a pale moonlight charm to the lovely gardens of her hillside castle, to woo sad memories and sweet as sad of the far-off terraces of Potamia which Janus had prepared for his girl-bride.
The many romantic features attending the courtship of the boy King and his English girl-bride invested the occasion with a picturesque interest for the whole world. And yet impossible as it would have seemed there existed some one degenerate enough to convert it into a ghastly tragedy.
One might have thought it the home-coming of a young earl with his girl-bride, rather than that of a middle-aged widower of but moderate means with his second wife, one of whose past homes had been in St. John's Wood, and one of her many names Mrs. Harrington.
Crossing the grounds, we reached the building itself, where, next to the outer wall, we were shown a large open sarcophagus of reddish stone, the sides about four or five inches thick, and partly broken. The inside was strewn with visiting-cards travellers from all parts of the world paying this tribute of respect to the memory of the unfortunate girl-bride.
As he had written this letter he was filled with deep thanksgiving that it was in his power to do this thing for his dear girl-bride. The morning after the telegrams arrived Gardley spent several hours writing telegrams and receiving them from a big department store in the nearest great city, and before noon a big shipment of goods was on its way to Ashland.
Their homes and home devices for improvement, the last reading in the all too few papers that came their way, the memories of books and lectures and college life of other days, and the hope of the future, were among the things of which they spoke. Virginia Aydelot was no longer the pretty pink and white girl-bride who had come to the West three years before.
At the close of the sermon, on a bright spring morning, the old minister, his voice trembling with patriotic fervor, asked every man who was ready to enlist in the Continental army to stand forth, and Daniel Read was the first to step out into the aisle of the little meeting-house. Leaving the girl-bride he entered the service and soon became conspicuous for his bravery.
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