An Elaborate Wedding
I have had a letter from Laurel (writes a contributor to London Truth). She is in Chicago, and gives me an account of…
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Goulburn & the Tablelands (Yass, Young) · Weddings
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I have had a letter from Laurel (writes a contributor to London Truth). She is in Chicago, and gives me an account of…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →A VERY large gathering of the youth and beauty of Goulburn, together with the friends of Mr. and Mrs. Blomfield of Tirranna, assembled at St. Saviour's Cathedral at one…
Continued on Trove, page 3 →AN interesting wedding took place in the Goulburn Cathedral at one o'clock to-day, when Miss Mabel Bloomfield, eldest daughter of Mr. R. Blomfield of Tirranna, was…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →AT St. Saviour's Cathedral yesterday the Right Rev. the Lord Bishop of Goulburn, assisted by the Rev. Collison, celebrated the marriage of Mr. Frederic W. C.[?]borne, third son…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →THE marriage of Mr. W. Rothe, of Sydney, to Miss M. Ocridge, daughter of Mr. J. W. Ocridge, superintendent of police, took place at St. Saviour's Cathedral this afternoon. The…
Continued on Trove, page 3 →ST. Saviour's Cathedral was the scene of a fashionable wedding on Wednesday afternoon, a large number of the general public being present to witness it. The happy pair were Mr. W. H…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →Lady Isola read the letter with a thrill of triumphant pride. There was not a word in its rambling paragraphs which could possibly betray the gigantic fraud…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →"It is a wedding-ring, Aunt Sophy," she admitted. "Pardon me for my seeming abruptness, but I was guarding the secret of another rather than my own…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →"Miss Gabrielle Etherington is the setting luminary of the fashionable horizon, if you are the rising star, as people are whispering. Miss Gabrielle…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →MR. S. W. ALEXANDER, surveyor, eldest son of Mr. C. S. Alexander, our worthy P.M., was yesterday united in the holy bonds of wedlock to Miss Shepherd, eldest daughter of Mr. I…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →ON Tuesday, 23rd instant, not withstanding the rain which poured in torrents, a large and brilliant assembly met together in St. Saviour's Cathedral to witness the celebration of marriage…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →AT a wedding reported in Baltimore, a few days ago, no sooner had the company been comfortably seated than the room burst into a flood of light from numerous…
Continued on Trove, page 7 →THE Gunning correspondent of the Goulburn Penny Post writes:--A quite little wedding took place in the Wesleyan Church on Monday at noon, when the…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →A VERY interesting, and who the lady contributors of the society papers [?]ould call a pretty, wedding took place at Monteagle on Wednesday last, The parties to the new nuptial contract…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →THE Wesleyan Church was the scene of a pretty but quiet wedding this morning, when Mr. WV. A. Macdonald, in charge of the Goulburn branch of the Australian Mutual…
Continued on Trove, page 3 →MR. W. A. McDONALD, in charge of the Goulburn branch of the Mutual Provident Society, and Miss Meggie Graham, third daughter of Mr. E. Graham, J P., of Garfield,…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →THE weather was beautifully fine on Wednesday morning for the marriage between Mr. F. N. Oxley, resident engineer for roads in the Wollombi district, and Miss Kathleen…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →An ancient, moss-growing, ivy-mantled church in the town of Leicester was filled to its utmost capacity one bright, perfect morning in October, not a hundred years…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →"Why is the bride so pale and deadly?' asked Emily Dolbarre of her friend. But Sara Fairhaven did not seem to hear her. She was leaning forward, her…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →The bride's pale lips alone parted, as if she would have uttered a protest had she dared; an icy shiver shook her slight frame, and then a dull despair settled in…
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