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189 [[newspaper clipping]] EDWINA BOOTH'S MARRIAGE. The Bridal Couple United While Standing Under a Lovers' Knot Made of Flowers. BOSTON, May 16.-Edwin Booth, the tragedian, was this afternoon a participant in a little drama of real life at his residence, 29 Chestnut street, attending the marriage festivities of his daughter, Miss Edwina Booth, and Mr. Ignatius G. Grossman. The guests, who numbered sixty, included friends from New York and other cities. They were ushered into the house from their carriages under a long canopy between the sidewalk and the main door, which was overhung with sprays of smilax. Just inside the door the eye was greeted with a luxurious arrangement of hydrangeas and palms, which half concealed the orchestra and formed an admirable foreground for a bronze bust of Mr. Booth. On ascending the broad staircase, around which were twining flowers, the guests found a novel and unique arrangement of rustic floral fence, forming the two sides of a curving lane, which led to a transverse section of similar fence crossing the head of the front part or near the bay windows. In the windows were three gates tied with silken cords, and on every hand were strewn flowers. Over the interior, inside the middle gate. where the marriage ceremony was performed, was hung one of the most exquisite floral devices that has been made for an interior in many years. It was a true lover's knot, intertwining a horseshoe and showing in flowers the Hungarian word, "Orokie" (For ever), beneath which were the letters "G" and "B." The knot was made of May flowers and sweet elysium, and the remaining portions of the device showed crimson king pinks and a cluster of forget-me-nots. When the time has arrived for the ceremony the sister of the groom, who stood near the central gate with four of the bridesmaids, arrayed in white, unfastened the silken cord for the entrance of the officiating clergyman the Rev. Cyrus A. Barton, D.D., and the contracting parties after whom came the immediate relatives, Mr. Booth strewing flowers as they moved. The bridal party and entire grouping presented a picture of rare interest, and the effect was enhanced when the notes of the Swedish wedding march were heard from the orchestra below, with the intermingling sounds of silver chime bells. The ceremony was simple and impressive, and as the close, as the clergymen passed out by the side gate of the rustic fence, the wedding party stood facing their company of friends, who moved forward in line to tender felicitations. During and after this portion of the social ceremony the orchestra played Brahm's Hungarian dances and selections from Faust and Schubert, a prominence being given to the Hungarian pieces, in accordance with the taste of many friends of the groom from New York. The groomsman, a brother of the groom, with five ushers, who were also relatives of the families, were active in attending to the very select part present. The wedding breakfast and attending festivities occupied several hours, during which Mr. Booth and his daughter were the centre of interest, and received the congratulations of friends with manifest happiness. [[/newspaper clipping]] [[newspaper clipping]] [FROM AN OCCASIONAL CORRESPONDENT OF THE TRIBUNE.] BOSTON, May 9.-The approaching marriage of Miss Edwina Booth and Mr. Grossmann, of New-York, is making a pleasant ripple of excitement among the prospective bride's many friends. It will take place on Saturday next at noon at Mr. Booth's pleasant home on Chestnut-st. The occasion will be comparatively private, only about sixty friends having been invited the Rev. Dr. C. A. Bartol will officiate. The bride and groom will sail for Europe on the Etruria from New-York, May 20, for a short wedding trip, after which they will join Mr. Booth at Newport, when his cottage will be in readiness to receive them. [[/newspaper clipping]] Wednesday May 20" 1885. All day in my room doing nothing much. I can paint no more and shall soon leave town. am only waiting to hear from Nashville and Detroit and one or two other minor matters. I took Marion who is keeping house in her mothers place to Niblos to see "Over the Garden Wall". It amused both of us not a little. When I came to my room found a note from Sam Cuykendall declining the offer of our place I made him on the ground that with the expenditure he would wish to make it would cost him too much money. This is a little discouraging but is after all just what I expected he would say, no matter what price I named. Thursday 21" Edwina and her husband were to have sailed according to the newspapers, but I find no reference to it. Thought out last night after I went to bed a reply to Sam's note which I have sent him today substantially as it first shaped itself in my mind, after having shown it to Calvert who went over it critically and suggested a few slight changes. I have feel hopeful and in a measure happy while anticipating this sale and this sense of freedom and relief it would bring, and now while I am by no means sure we may not still make a bargain, a feeling of doubt comes to me and I again get a glimpse of worries and anxieties. Marion and I called on Mrs. Scott and some visitors coming to see Marion I came to my room a little after 10. The weather is just comfortable and it is pleasant in the city. Friday 22" In my room all day. Made some preparations toward leaving and thinking over ways and means and pondering what is best to do next in the negociations for the sale of our place. I wish it were settled and then my plans for the summer could be arranged. Now all is chaos. Marion went up to the Braces; intending to return this evening but Calvert received a telegram from her just before dinner saying she would not come until tomorrow. It has looked like rain all day and just before I went to dinner rained slightly. Spent the evening with Miss Nesmith & Mrs. Anderson. Mr. Fletcher was there. He and Mrs. Anderson sang. Saturday 23" Rainy. Breakfasted alone. Calvert was writing some report and had his breakfast in his room. Received a letter from Hanna & Ives from Detroit saying the little picture (Indian Summer had arrived, that they liked it and hoped to sell it soon. . Went home by afternoon train. Powell commenced to day. We passed her at Caldwells. Beautiful spring landscapes all the way up. The train struck a man just as we approached
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Niblo's was a theater on Broadway.
