What We Wore to the Wedding

We each had a new dimity dress to wear to Aunt Bertha's wedding. Mine was trimmed in pink, Blanche's in pale green and Ethel's in blue. I helped Mama with the hemming. She says I'm going to be a good seamstress. Blanche helped, too, but she gets her thread tangled a lot. "Clark's Old Knotty Thread," we said together.

Lithograph of Mrs. Wilson from Georgia Women in History

Mama's dress was dull blue linen, made similar to the picture in the paper of the dress that Mrs. Woodrow Wilson wore to the Inauguration. It had white collar and cuffs and white buttons. Mama had a white hat, too. She insisted that Daddy get a new suit to wear. He said, "Cora, you can bury me in that suit." Mama told him to hush.

Aunt Bertha and Mr. Dodd are going to live in Rome. Grandpa said he guessed he wouldn't give them a milk cow, like he did all his other children when they married, since they were going to live in town.

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