Those who could not afford to give dinners gave teas, and all drank the health of the young couple; and many a time after dinner or supper was my Mary made to blush by the allusions to the change in her condition.
The happy day for that ceremony was now fixed, and the 24th July, 1823, saw me the happiest husband of the prettiest girl in Somersetshire.

We were married from my mother's house, who would insist upon that at any rate, and the nine girls acted as bridesmaids; ay! and Gus Hoskins came from town express to be my groomsman, and had my old room at my mother's, and stayed with her for a week, and cast a sheep's-eye upon Miss Winny Titmarsh too, my dear fourth sister, as I afterwards learned.
My aunt was very kind upon the marriage ceremony, indeed.

She had desired me some weeks previous to order three magnificent dresses for Mary from the celebrated Madame Mantalini of London, and some elegant trinkets and embroidered pocket-handkerchiefs from Howell and James's.
These were sent down to me, and were to be _my_ present to the bride; but Mrs.Hoggarty gave me to understand that I need never trouble myself about the payment of the bill, and I thought her conduct very generous.
Also she lent us her chariot for the wedding journey, and made with her own hands a beautiful crimson satin reticule for Mrs.Samuel Titmarsh, her dear niece.

It contained a huswife completely furnished with needles, &c., for she hoped Mrs.Titmarsh would never neglect her needle; and a purse containing some silver pennies, and a very curious pocket- piece.

"As long as you keep these, my dear," said Mrs.Hoggarty, "you will never want; and fervently--fervently do I pray that you will keep them." In the carriage-pocket we found a paper of biscuits and a bottle of Rosolio.