WEDDINGS

Taranaki Daily News, 27 May 1933, Page 7 (Supplement)

WEDDINGS

MACKIE-BUTLER. "—’ - . I ’ A wedding of interest was celebrated in St. Nicholas’ Anglican Church, Rahotu, recently when Edna Grace, only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Butler, Rahotu, was married to Stanley George, eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. F. Mackie, New Plymouth. The Rev. J. Adams officiated. The church was beautifully decorated by the friends of the bride. Mrs. E. H. Symons was organist for the ceremony. The bride who was escorted by her father, wore a charming gown of white crepe premier with godets of white Chantilly lace, and lace coatee. Her beautifully embroidered veil was made into a cap effect and adorned by a spray of orange blossoms. She carried a bouquet ...of, •.white chrysanthemums and maiden-hair fern and was attended by Miss L. Andrews as chief bridesmaid, and Miss E. Mackie, sister of the bridegroom. The bridesmaids, wore pretty frocks of pale blue crinkle chiffon made on flowing lines, and coatees with puff sleeves. Their caps of blue lace, relieved by pink necklaces and ear-rings, gifts of the bridegroom, and carried bouquets of pale pink chrysanthemums and maidenhair tern. The bridegroom was attended by his cousin Mr. Bert Chapman as best man, and Mr. G. Buntier, brother of the bride, was groomsman. The bridegroom’s gift to the bride was a gold wristlet watch and the bride’s to the bridegroom was also a wristlet watch. After the ceremony about 70 guests were entertained at a reception held in the Rahotu hall. They were received by the bride’s mother who wore a smart frock Of nigger brown crepe premier trimmed most effectively with brown elephant skin lace, with hat to match, relieved with tangerine. Her bouquet was of autumn-tinted flowers with maidenhair fern. The bridegroom’s mother wore a handsome frock of deep wine celanese, with hat to tone. She carried an autumntinted bouquet. Mr. and Mrs. Mackie left later by car for the south, the bride travelling in a frock of prune satin beaute, with coat and hat to tone.

LIDDALL—GORDON-GLASSFORD.

The wedding took place at St. Andrew 1 s Church, New Plymouth, on April 19 of Grace Berteen, daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Gordon-Glassford, Waitoitoi, to George Edward, son of Mr. and Mrs. B. E. Liddall, Aramoho. The Rev. J. D. McLennan Wilson performed the ceremony and Mr. Hay played the wedding music. The bride, who was escorted by her uncle, Mr. H. Willison,, wore a long and graceful gown of flowing georgette and lace. The fully flared skirt was cut with a pointed hip yoke and a flounce fell in soft folds to the front of the skirt and was caught by a silver flower. Over the gown a short lace coatee, scalloped in silver, was worn. The embroidered veil was worn well back from the forehead and was held in place with a circlet of orange blossoms. She carried a lovely shower bouquet of pink and white double begonias, cactus dahlias and maidenhair fern tied with pink streamers. Miss Muri Gordon-Glassford, sister of the bride, was bridesmaid. She wore a frock of pink silk net and lace over satin, with a smart satin coatee trimmed with pleating. Her large felt hat, which was trimmed with satin ribbon, was caught off the face with a spray of flowers. She wore shoes to tone, and carried a bouquet of autumn tints. Jean Evans, niece of the bride, was the flower girl. She was dressed in lemon tulle, the short-waisted bodice being made with puff sleeves, and the skirt frilled from the waist to the ankles. She wore lemon shoes and on her head a band of flowers. She carried a posy of pink and blue flowers. Master Des Gordon-Glassford, nephew of the bride, was page boy, and wore a blue satin suit, the double breasted jacket being trimmed with gold buttons. The best man was Mr. Jack Liddall, brother of the bridegroom. After the ceremony a reception was held at the Mon Desir, where the guests were received by Mrs. Liddall, mother of the bridegroom, who wore a black crepe de chine frock with matching coatee and black hat and carried a posy of scarlet carnations, and Mrs. Evans, sister of . the bride, who wore a black costume with a green felt hat and carried a posy of autumn tints. Mr. and. Mrs. Liddall left for the south, the bride travelling in blue celanese morocain, with coat, hat, shoes and stockings to tone. '

WOMAN’S LONG LIFE. MEMORIES OF OTHER DAYS. Although she is blind and approaching the 98th milestone in her long through life, Mrs. Lovatt, Staffordslure s grand old woman, still retains a lively interest in passing events. It was in the recreation-room of bt. Augustine’s Home, Hanley, that a correspondent of the “News of the World, met “Granny” Lovatt, and it was touching beyond words to watch her kindly blue eyes searching the visitor’s in a hopeless effort at recognition. Holding him by the hand, she recalled when she had to jump into a river because of a bull chasing her through a field. When asked how long ago that was, she replied with perfect matter-of-fact bluntness: “Ninety-one years come August Bank Holiday!” Having recaptured a whiff of her childhood by relating this anecdote, “Granny” Lovatt then insisted on reciting two poems about a rose and a violet, which she had learned in the' village school at Worcester, where she was born. All tire “junior girls" of the home—women of 80 and 90—began to gather round. Her recitations were a genuine success. Not a word was missed, and the artistry or her delivery was a model to many a young actor or actress. After the poetry “Granny” told a blood-curdling story of the days of the kidnappers in Worcestershire. “Girls at that time,” she said, “wore - pattens. One night a companion of mine was coming home from a church meeting when two men darted out from behind a hedge. One of the men pulled

her patten off and the other put a plaster over her mouth and she was carried across the dark fields to a cave in the hills. “She never came back alive. Neither did the kidnappers, x for they were killed by the young farmers and farm servants who had gone out as a ■ search party.” “Granny’s” tears came quickly when she was asked about her love romances. She had two, she said, and when the first sweetheart she married was taken away, she married the other ’one. He, in turn, also died, but she had known happiness with both. Two of her daughters—one aged 75—are still alive. “Granny” Lovatt has never yet heard the wireless. She still thinks that people have been killed by it, and she is determined to have none of it She has never heard the “talkie” either, and she does not feel that she has missed anything. The angelus bell was ringing for forenoon meditations when granny again took the caller’s hand. She made him promise that he would visit her again to hear more poetry and more “dreadful” kidnapping stories. Then two Of her “chums” took an arm each, and, headed by one of the Little Sisters of the Poor, who conduct the home, they passed slowly out of the room towards the altar. :