Dicken's works . m enough, I am sure; but itmight be a steam-power loom in full action, for anysedative effect it has on me. I am too far gone forthat. The rest is all a more or less incoherent dream. A dream of their coming in with Dora; of thepew-owner arranging us, like a drill-sergeant, beforethe altar rails ; of my wondering, even then, whypew-openers must always be the most disagreeablefemales procurable, and whether there is any reli-gious dread of a disastrous infection of good humorwhich renders it indispensable to set those vesselsof vinegar upon the road to Heaven. Of the clergyman
Dicken's works . m enough, I am sure; but itmight be a steam-power loom in full action, for anysedative effect it has on me. I am too far gone forthat. The rest is all a more or less incoherent dream. A dream of their coming in with Dora; of thepew-owner arranging us, like a drill-sergeant, beforethe altar rails ; of my wondering, even then, whypew-openers must always be the most disagreeablefemales procurable, and whether there is any reli-gious dread of a disastrous infection of good humorwhich renders it indispensable to set those vesselsof vinegar upon the road to Heaven. Of the clergyman and clerk appearing; of a fewboatmen and some other people strolling in ; of anancient mariner behind me, strongly flavoring thechurch with rum; of the service beginning in adeep voice, and our all being very attentive. Of Miss Lavinia, who acts as a semi-auxiliarybridesmaid, being the first to cry, and of her doinghomage (as I take it) to the memory of Pidger insobs ; of Miss Clarissa applying a smelling-bottle;. DAVID 0OPPBBPH5LD. 77 of Agnes taking care of Dora; of my aunt endeav-oring to represent herself as a model of sternness,with tears rolling down her face; of little Doratrembling very much, and making her responses infaint whispers. Of our kneeling down together, side by side; ofDoras trembling less and less, but always claspingAgnes by the hand; of the service being gotthrough quietly and gravely ; of our all looking ateach other in an April state of smiles and tearswhen it is over ; of my young wife being hystericalin the vestry, and crying for her poor papa, her dearpapa. Of her soon cheering up again, and our signingthe register all round. Of my going into the gal-lery for Peggotty to bring her to sign it; of Peg-gottys hugging me in a corner, and telling me shesaw my own dear mother married; of it being over,and our going away. Of my walking so proudly and lovingly down theaisle with my sweet wife upon my arm, through amist of half-seen people, pulpits, monuments
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