But there's the breakfast waiting." Toasts and good wishes, how easy they are to give! At the church the women cried a little.

Women cry when they are happy, they cry when they are not; their tears keep a man guessing year in and year out.

But this is no place for a dissertation on tears.
There's time enough for that.
The bride and groom left immediately for Boston, from which city they were to sail for Europe the following day.

In the carriage John drew his bride close to his heart.
"Mine!" he said, kissing her.

"God grant that I may make you happy, girl." "John, you are the finest gentleman in the world!" His hand stole into his coat pocket and gently dropped something into her lap.