Kitty laced the dainty white velvet boots.

Janet arrayed her in her bridal robes, and Kitty clasped the costly jewels around her neck and arms.

One placed the bridal vail and wreath upon her head, while the other drew the pretty pearl-embroidered gloves upon her hands.
At length her toilet was complete, and she stood up, beautiful in her youth, love, and joy, and imperial in her array.
She wore a long trained dress of the richest white satin, trimmed with deep point lace flounces, headed with trails of orange flower buds; an over-dress of fine cardinal point lace, looped up with festoons of orange buds; a point lace berthe and short sleeve ruffles; a necklace, pendant, and bracelets of pearls set in diamonds, white kid gloves, embroidered with fine white silk; white satin boots worked with pearls.

On her head the rich, full orange flower wreath.

And over all, like mist over frost and snow, fell the long bridal vail of finest point lace, softening the whole effect.
"The young ladies, your bridesmaids, bid me tell you, Miss, that they are quite ready to come to you, when you are so to receive them," said Kitty, as she placed the bouquet of orange flowers in its jewelled holder, and handed it to her mistress.
"Very well.