Then there was a knock at the door and Mrs. Franklin came in , with her arms full of something all fine and misty like a lacy cobweb . `` I 've brought you my wedding veil , dearie , '' she said . `` I wore it forty years ago . And God bless you , dearie . I ca n't stop a minute . The boy is killing the chickens and Bridget is getting ready to broil them . Mrs. Jenner 's son across the road has just gone down to the bakery for a wedding cake . '' With that she toddled off again . She was certainly a wonderful old lady . I just thought of Mother in her place . Well , Mother would simply have gone wild entirely . When Una was dressed she looked as beautiful as a dream . The boy had finished killing the chickens , and Mrs. Franklin had sent him up with a basket of roses for us , and we had each the loveliest bouquet . Before long Ted came back with the minister , and the next thing we knew we were all standing out on the lawn under the cherry trees and Una and Ted were being married . I was too happy to speak . I had never thought of being a bridesmaid in my wildest dreams and here I was one . How thankful I was that I had put on my blue organdie and my shirred hat ! I was n't a bit nervous and I do n't believe Una was either . Mrs. Franklin stood at one side with a smudge of flour on her nose , and she had forgotten to take off her apron . Bridget and the boy watched us from the kitchen garden .
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