with a
charm more
beautiful
than
beauty.
Neither
silk,
lace, nor
orange
flowers
would she
have. “I
don’t want
a
fashionable
wedding,
but only
those
about me
whom I
love, and
to them I
wish to
look and
be my
familiar
self.” So
she made
her
wedding
gown
herself,
sewing
into it
the tender
hopes and
innocent
romances
of a
girlish
heart. Her
sisters
braided up
her pretty
hair, and
the only
ornaments
she wore
were the
lilies of
