Nor was the family finery to be neglected, for at least a dozen dressmakers had been employed for a month plying their needles.

In short, this great coming event in the history of the Chapman family had afforded Bowling Green enough to talk about for a month.
The lady's meek looking little husband pleaded in vain for economy; suggested in vain his almost empty pocket.

"A quiet family wedding, my dear, with a few honest-hearted friends invited, will be so much better, you know;" he would say, submissively.

"You know what nice quiet weddings we used to have at Dogtown, and how cheap they were." "Don't mention Dogtown, my dear; pray don't, my darling," the lady would reply, a curl of contempt on her lips.

"We live in New York, now.