Marriage of Jbnnv Lind. —The Boston Transcript says —" The press, the public, the itemisers, and the tea-table coteries were all •taken by surprise by the announcement of the nuptials of the peerless Jenny Lind and the too happy Otto Croldschniidt. The news was rapidly disseminated to every quarter of the city. Wherever one went the announcement was trumpeted in his ear—' Jenny Lind is married !'—the nightingale is mated—the bird is caged—there's no Jenny Lind now —she's a gone-er.' By S o'clock in the evening- there was not a beaux or a belle, within fifty miles of Boston, who did not know the news, or had not read it in the evening papers. It was rushed into telegraph offices, and flashed off to the east, west, north, and south, and it was known in Halifax, in New Orleans, at Quebec, and St. Louis, and all along the shores of the great lakes before nightfall. It was the event of the day—Jenny Lind is married, and all America knows it. * For some days Jenny Lind had been very busy in making calls and purchases, and put on quite a patronising air, yet no one suspected any thing wrong ; the Itemisers of the press were unable to fathom her movements, and were unable to find a straw to make a paragraph of; she bought her parlour plants of Hovey and Co., at Cambridge — her family stores of Pierce—her kitchen utensils at Waterman's — and Lev Jewels aud
plate at Jones, Ball, and Poor's. At this last place a ray of light was about to open on the world, as the order was about to be given to put the mark upon the plate and jewels—we shall have the secret now ; but when the mysterious cypher was handed to the artist, the simple { O,' —all was darkness again. '0! what can this mean ?' ' Otto/ ' Otto of roses' was all they could make of the hieroglyphic ! Most admirably has Jenny managed this little affair. She has shewn a genius for a coup d' etat, not second to that of Louis Napoleon. The house —the silver plate—the furniture—all were bought openly, audaciously—and the fact was announced to the public through the papersstill nobody suspected what it was all for, any more than they did what the Prince President was doing. Having arranged everything—secured every post —won over General Everett and others—she took the city by surprise—and was married before her intentions were even suspected. The Benedicts tear their hair ; but it is no use. , The press sigh at the thought of having been headed off; but their sighs are vain. Mrs. Goldschmidt (0 Jenny! Jenny!) can smile in her honeymoon cage at their despair. Mr. Goldschmidt has attended Jenny as her pianist for many months past. The match has taken every body by surprise, though we must say we were struck with something confoundedly arch and rogueish in the twinkling of her eye, when she sang ' John Anderson, my Jo,' the last time she appeared in public in this city. Such, however, has been the discretion of the parties, that it may Lave been a ' foregone conclusion' for years. The next song of the Nightingale will, of course be ' Home sweet home.' May she live a thousand years, and sing it every day."
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Lyttelton Times, Volume II, Issue 90, 25 September 1852, Page 9
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