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Miss. Forsyth & Rev. Michaels Wedding, May 1899
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On the first of May, in the second wedding amongst company members, Reverend Michaels and Miss Emerald Forsyth were married at St Pauls Cathedral by the reverends close friend and colleague Arch Bishop Webster. Buffy, the best man, got in a terrible a scrape over the wedding ring, which he failed to pick up from Mr. Fattorini in Skipton village and was luckily saved by Jacksons usual foresight. This had once belonged to the Reverends grandmother who kept a vice like grip on The Majors knee throughout the service and insisted on pinching his thigh, proving how remarkably spritly she is for 92. The Reverends father could not attend due to pressing military business. Miss. Emerald was given away by her brother and was whisked away at the last moment by Athena to change shoes and frock. The whole colour scheme for the bridesmaids and matron or honor (Mrs. Hilda Petrie) was altered under Mrs. Le Roux's instruction; she very sweetly picked up the bill as her wedding gift to the couple. Framed charmingly in the light of a stained glass window, Miss Vinca Massini sang beautifully for the couple as they signed the register. The Director of the British Library sobbed gently throughout the service, supported by his wife. Miss Rosetti caught the bouquet. A small reception was held at The British Museum were Gaston and Father Lewis from the Skipton parish appeared to get remarkably tipsy (considering there was no alcohol). Viscount Buffington gave an excellent, if lengthy, speech. For some reason Brigadier Flashman was amused to find part of the room decorated with a scale model of the marriage of Prince Carl Gustaf and Duchess Irma of Strackenz. Mrs. Michaels announced that she would continue to work at The British Library in a voluntary capacity, despite now being married, much to the visible relief of The Director, her new husband, Arch Bishop Webster, Dr. Staunton and Professor Petrie. The couple left for a long weekend in Hay-on-Wye before returning to work |
A Poem on the Occasion by Lord Brocket
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The Wedding Gift What earthly treasure
can a mortal bring, |
By matching
lovers' love with friendship true, There is a way this day to celebrate, Arise, O present, from this poet's heart, Go forth, my muse, inspire these happy two, Since verse speaks for the soul: I dedicate This humble sonnet as the gift of Art. |
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