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Queanbeyan & Braidwood · Weddings

Weddings, 1899

50 stories in Queanbeyan & Braidwood's papers · page 1 of 3

The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XXVI—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Wednesday 4 January 1899 · page 4

It was perfectly true; yet the moment he had said the words he repented of them ; she looked so terribly pained. 'I am sorry that my face lacks anything…

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A Quiet Wedding

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 7 January 1899 · page 2

On Wednesday afternoon, without any apparent notice, the marriage of Miss Brook, (daughter of Mr W. Brook.) with Mr T. S[?]y, formerly of this town, was…

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The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter Xxvii

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 7 January 1899 · page 4

During luncheon Basil spoke of the music he had heard at Southwood, of the clear soprano voice, so rich and rare in quality. The Duke said that he had heard a young…

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The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XXIX—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Wednesday 11 January 1899 · page 4

'I am sure,' laughed Sir Basil. She knitted her brows with an air of perplexity. 'I do not understand that. When you…

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The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XXXI—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 14 January 1899 · page 4

"You must help him," Hettie would answer blithely—"no one understands these matters so we! as you do.' And such demonstration of faith in him pleased Martin…

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The Storyteller. a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XXXI—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Wednesday 18 January 1899 · page 4

'What an expressive word, Leah!' he replied, trying to treat the matter lightly. They were standing then by a magnificent statue of Cleopatra holding the viper in her…

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The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XXXV—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 21 January 1899 · page 4

The western wind seemed to grow chill. Hettie's heart was heavy with pain and fear. He had been so much pain and fear. He had been so much to her, and her life was so cheerless. She thought of her sick…

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The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XXXVII—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Wednesday 25 January 1899 · page 4

'Nothing could be more beautiful,' he said. 'How rooms, after a time, seem to partake of the characer of those who live in them! I was looking round Glen this…

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Patti's Third Wedding

The Queanbeyan Observer · Friday 27 January 1899 · page 3

A LONDON cablegram dated January 25 says a wedding which occasioned a great stir in fashionable circles was was solemnised to-day between Baron…

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The Storyteller. a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XXXIX—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 28 January 1899 · page 4

That Hettie was a model nurse, as she had always been a model daughter, surprised no one. She never seemed to think of herself; she scarcely slept or rested, for the dying…

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The Storyteller. a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XLI—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Wednesday 1 February 1899 · page 4

There was a long animated discussion between the General and Hettie. She was so firmly resolved not to relinquish her name, and Sir Arthur was as determined the name…

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The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XLII—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 4 February 1899 · page 4

'I must have a long talk with Leah this morning,' he said to himself, and later on I must see Basil. I have much to say to him; but the chances are that he will not…

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The Storyteller. a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter Xliv

Queanbeyan Age · Wednesday 8 February 1899 · page 4

Sir Basil walked slowly up avenue; he the looked tired and pale—not at all like a gay or edger bridegroom. Shadows in his eyes told of sleepless night of weary days, of sad…

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Wedding at Gundaroo

The Queanbeyan Observer · Friday 10 February 1899 · page 2

LAST Wednesday at St. Joseph's R. C. Church, Gunda[?] the nuptial knot was tied between Miss Kate Flanagan, eldest daughter of T.Fianagan, Esq., Bywong…

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A Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XLV—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 11 February 1899 · page 4

'I am afraid there is something wrong,' he said to Basil. 'What is the matter?' be asked, turning to the servant who entered…

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The Storyteller a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XLVII—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Wednesday 15 February 1899 · page 4

Hettie moved away from the picture; she went to the other end of the room and took up a book. He looked after her with haggard wistful eyes ; every step of hers…

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The Storyteller. a Broken Wedding-ring. Chapter XLIX—Continued

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 18 February 1899 · page 4

A few minutes later Leah had gone back to Hattie's room, with many little mementoes of home that she thought would interest her. Then a visitor arrived, one of the ladies of…

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Wedding at Canberra

Queanbeyan Age · Saturday 18 February 1899 · page 2

On Tuesday there was a quiet little wedding at the Canberra Church, when the Rev P. G Smith united in the bonds of matrimony Miss Margaret Robertson and…

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With Bike and Bride [?] Wedding on the Race Track

The Braidwood and Araluen Express · Tuesday 21 February 1899 · page 4

The six-day racing game continues to.pay in America notwithstanding the fact that many of the participants develop insanity of a graver kind than that which [?]…

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Uncle Bob's Wedding Gift

The Braidwood Dispatch and Mining Journal · Wednesday 22 February 1899 · page 4

"Girls, girls!" cried I, triumphantly waving an old-fashioned yellow envelope in the sunny September air. "I got a letter from Uncle Bob!"…

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