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Updated: June 28, 2025
Oh, this happy hour, this blessed hour, this memorable hour!" "We will make record of it, my Rosannah; every year, as this dear hour chimes from the clock, we will celebrate it with thanksgivings, all the years of our life." "We will, we will, Alonzo!" "Four minutes after six, in the evening, my Rosannah, shall henceforth " "Twenty-three minutes after twelve, afternoon shall "
There was a breathless pause, a waiting age to Alonzo; then a faint sound came, framing itself into language: "Oh, say those precious words again, Alonzo!" "They are the truth, the veritable truth, my Rosannah, and you shall have the proof, ample and abundant proof!" "Oh; Alonzo, stay by me! Leave me not for a moment! Let me feel that you are near me! Tell me we shall never be parted more!
The New York papers of the same date contained this notice: MARRIED. In this city, yesterday, by telephone, at half-past two in the morning, by Rev. Nathaniel Davis, assisted by Rev. Nathan Hays, of Honolulu, Mr. Alonzo Fitz Clarence, of Eastport, Maine, and Miss Rosannah Ethelton, of Portland, Oregon.
But before he could make his presence known he heard words that harrowed up his soul and chilled his young blood, he heard a voice say: "Darling, it has come!" Then he heard Rosannah Ethelton, whose back was toward him, say: "So has yours, dearest!" He saw her bowed form bend lower; he heard her kiss something not merely once, but again and again! His soul raged within him.
Nathan Hays, assisted by Rev. Nathaniel Davis, of New York, Mr. Alonzo Fitz Clarence, of Eastport, Maine, U. S., and Miss Rosannah Ethelton, of Portland, Oregon, U. S. Mrs. Susan Howland, of San Francisco, a friend of the bride, was present, she being the guest of the Rev. Mr. Hays and wife, uncle and aunt of the bride. Mr.
"Why; Rosannah, darling, where are you?" "In Honolulu, Sandwich Islands. And where are you? Stay by me; do not leave me for a moment. I cannot bear it. Are you at home?" "No, dear, I am in New York a patient in the doctor's hands." An agonizing shriek came buzzing to Alonzo's ear, like the sharp buzzing of a hurt gnat; it lost power in traveling five thousand miles.
He hastened and stood by the desk, and said eagerly, "Now, Aunty, I am ready," and fell to smiling and bowing with all the persuasiveness and elegance that were in him. "Very well. Miss Rosannah Ethelton, let me introduce to you my favorite nephew, Mr. Alonzo Fitz Clarence. There!
Behind the unconscious Rosannah stood "Aunt Susan," another picture of astonishment. She was a good allegory of summer, for she was lightly clad, and was vigorously cooling the perspiration on her face with a fan. Both of these women had tears of joy in their eyes. "Soho!" exclaimed Mrs. Fitz Clarence, "this explains why nobody has been able to drag you out of your room for six weeks, Alonzo!"
I float in a gorgeous cloud land, a boundless firmament of enchanted and bewildering ecstasy!" "Oh, my Rosannah! for you are mine, are you not?" "Wholly, oh, wholly yours, Alonzo, now and forever! All the day long, and all through my nightly dreams, one song sings itself, and its sweet burden is, 'Alonzo Fitz Clarence, Alonzo Fitz Clarence, Eastport, state of Maine!"
"Mercy, it would make us April fools, Alonzo!" "So we be the happiest ones that that day's suit looks down upon in the whole broad expanse of the globe, why need we care? Call it the 1st of April, dear." "Then the 1st of April at shall be, with all my heart!" "Oh, happiness! Name the hour, too, Rosannah." "I like the morning, it is so blithe. Will eight in the morning do, Alonzo?"
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