"LEFT IN THE LURCH”

New Zealand Times, Volume LIV, Issue 12648, 7 January 1927, Page 7

"LEFT IN THE LURCH”

BRIDE STILL WAITING ALL READY FOR THE FEAST GROOM DISAPPEARS The old song of yesterday: “There was I—waiting at the church,” had a modern setting in Wellington this week, when the lightly written lines were rather painfully recalled to a blushing bride who had everything ready to take the arm of her escort and go to the wedding ceremony. The wedding of a Wellington lady and a man not altogether an old resident here had been arranged lor Monday, hut tl e groom made excuses for that day, and secured a postponement by declaring that it was impossible to secure a license till Tuesday. All who were invited to the marriage feast hung up their best clothes preparatory for the morrow. On Tuesday the groom-to-be turned up and said: “i shall be there at noon.” ’ The bride waited —and is still waiting—for his reappearance. When he is sighted the prospective bridegroom will nave several things to explain: First, why he falsely represented himself as a wealthy wool buyer; secondly, whether his firm actually did provide him with a iurnished home; and thiidly (of course), why he disappeared so suddenly and completely when all was ready at the marriage board for the reception of the guests and the performance of the holy union.

When the first pangs of resentment and remorse are appeased, the young lady will doubtless reflect that she was fortunate in being literally left in the lurch before —and not after —the ceremony. The wedding cake will, of course, keep.