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Her Wedding Day

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 20
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1988
Type Text
Format image/jpeg
Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s68p5xng
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 325053
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s68p5xng

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Title Her Wedding Day
Description couldn' t seem to keep my mind off Ewell. I kept thinking how tall and strong he was, how I loved his dimples, and how much I loved him. We were going to be so happy, and now it was daylight I was convinced that he was the right one for me. How could I have had doubts ? I kept rememberi ng his kis s es from the night before and thinking of the way he had sung in my ear as we danced. We had gone to the downtown Moroni. We waltzed and whirled till the town band played the last song, which was always "Goodnight Sweetheart. " Mama lost patience with me when she came into the room and found me dancing with a pan full of red potatoes. " Good heavens, Mary, dreams are for later! We' ve got things to do! Her s coldi ng brought me to reality, and we hurriedly tidied up the living room before leapi ng up the stairs, skipping every other step. We had no bathroom then. I had bathed for the dance, so that day I would only freshen up. I stood in my petticoat, pulled on my nylon stockings, straightening the seams as my fingers inched them up my legs, fastened the garters as I glctnced in the mirror. I pushed my hair this way and that, then decided it into the kitchen and leaned over the steaming teakettle. My light brown hair was naturally curly. All I had to do was position my fingers on a lock of hair and push a wave into place. Everyone envied me. They had to use a marcel curler to get the same hairdo I could get with just a few minutes over the steam spout of our enamel teakettle. Ewell kept popping into my mind, making my heart skip beats. I felt as if I'd choke. The aroma of good smells of dinner cooking added to the enchantment of the day. 1 i ^
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Identifier 129_Her Wedding Day.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 20
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324972
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s68p5xng/324972