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     The house has a narrow veranda on the south and east sides. We went out of the south door, along the veranda to the steps on the east side, across the lawn to the trees, [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] pausing to have a picture made as we came down the steps. Slowly we walked to the place of the ceremony and knelt on the cushions facing each other across the little stool on which the wedding rings waited. The leaves of the wutung or phoenix tree rustled as if the mythical bird, never known to alight in any other tree, had come to give us happiness on our wedding day. Perhaps there was a dragon in the elm. There might have been, for it had rained all day, but had cleared off cool and pleasant for our celebration. If he was there I failed to see him, for I had other things of importance on my mind.

     The service only occupied a few minutes. It was about seven-twenty when we went out and not long after that when we stood up, when Dad kissed us both and then Mother kissed us, and we four went back across the lawn to the porch.

     On the porch we greeted the others of the group; Dad and Mother and the consul signed the certificate in our book; the consul gave us his certificates; we signed our names in our book, together for the first time; and the signatures were started on the guest roll. I had looked for some time for just the guest roll I wanted to carry out an idea of mine, and finally found it when the Wards were in Peking. It was a long scroll, an old Manchu commission to a minor official. I had the unwritten parts covered with paper fit for a foreign pen and had it finished in time to have five names on it before it came down here. Those names were Harry F. Ward, Daisy Kendall Ward, Dorothy Rowe, Y. C. Fu, and H. H. Fu. Then, in Nanking, I wrote a title "Wedding Reception, Nanking, 30 June 1925". We placed the roll on a table, with pens and seven-branched candelabra, and sister Caroline saw to it that all the guests signed as they left us and went indoors for their refreshments.

The guests for the reception were due to arrive at eight, for the hours were set from eight to ten. We stood in the corner of the porch, where another screen of bamboo had been made, with some of the ferns on the floor that had been brought in

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