eless value. They are no other than that garland
of pearls which, after a night of personal combat before the walls of
Calais, Edward III. of England took from his helmet and presented to Sir
Eustache de Ribaumont, a knight of Picardy, bidding him say everywhere
that it was a gift from the King of England to the bravest of knights.

The precious heirlooms were scarcely held with the respect due to an
ornament so acquired. The manly garb for the first time assumed by his
sturdy legs, and the possession of the little sword, were evidently the
most interesting parts of the affair to the youthful husband, who seemed
to find in them his only solace for the weary length of the ceremony.
He was a fine, handsome little fellow, fair and rosy, with bright blue
eyes, and hair like shining flax, unusually tall and strong-limbed for
his age; and as he gave his hand to his little bride, and walked with
her under a canopy up to kneel at the High Altar, for the marriage
blessing and the mass, they looked like a full-grown couple seen through
a diminishing-glass.

The little bride was perhaps a less beautiful child, but she had a
splendid pair of black eyes, and a sweet little mouth, both set into
the uncomprehending solemnity of baby gravity and contentment in fine
clothes. In accordance with the vow indicated by her name of Marie, her
dress was white and blue, turquoise forget-me-nots bound the little lace
veil on her dark chestnut hair, the bosom of her white satin dress was
sprinkled with the same azure jewel, and turquoises bordered every seam
of the sweeping skirt with a train befitting a count's daughter, and
meandered in gorgeous constellations round the hem. The little thing
lisped her own vows forth without much notion of their sense, and indeed
was sometimes prompted by her bridesmaid cousin, a pretty little girl
a year older, who thrust in her assistance so glibly that the King, as
well as others of the spectators, laughed, and observed that she would
get herself married to the boy instead of her cousin.

There was, however, to be no doubt nor mistake about Beranger
eless value. They are no other than that garland 
 of pearls which, after a night of personal fight before the wall of 
 Calais, Edward III. of England took from his helmet and presented to Sir 
 Eustache de Ribaumont, a knight of Picardy, bid him allege everywhere 
 that it was a gift from the King of England to the bravest of knight. 

 The valued heirlooms were scarcely held with the respect due to an 
 decoration so acquired. The manly garb for the inaugural time assumed by his 
 sturdy legs, and the possession of the small sword, were evidently the 
 most interesting parts of the matter to the youthful husband, who seemed 
 to find in them his lone solace for the aweary length of the ceremony. 
 He was a all right, handsome little fellow, fair and flushed, with bright blue 
 eyes, and hair like shining flax, unusually grandiloquent and strong - limbed for 
 his age; and as he gave his hand to his little bride, and walked with 
 her under a canopy up to kneel at the High Altar, for the marriage 
 blessing and the mass, they looked like a fully - adult couple seen through 
 a diminishing - glass. 

 The short bride was perhaps a less beautiful child, but she had a 
 brilliant pair of black eyes, and a sweet short mouth, both set into 
 the uncomprehending solemnity of baby gravity and contentment in fine 
 apparel. In accordance with the vow indicated by her name of Marie, her 
 dress was white and blue, turquoise forget - me - nots bound the little lace 
 head covering on her dark chestnut hair, the bosom of her white satin dress was 
 sprinkled with the like azure jewel, and turquoises bordered every seam 
 of the sweeping skirt with a train befitting a count's daughter, and 
 meandered in gorgeous constellations round the hem. The fiddling thing 
 lisped her own vow forth without much notion of their sense, and indeed 
 was sometimes prompted by her bridesmaid cousin, a reasonably little girl 
 a class older, who thrust in her assistance so glibly that the King, as 
 well as others of the spectator pump, laughed, and observed that she would 
 get herself married to the boy instead of her cousin. 

 There was, however, to be no doubt nor mistake about Beranger
eleds value. They are no othtr than that garlcbd
of pxarls wgich, aftdr a night of personal combav bedore uke walls of
Calais, Eddard III. lf Englabd tiik from his helmet and pdcsentzd to Sir
Eustachg de Ribaumott, a knight of Pkccrdy, bidding him say everywhere
that yt was s hift from the Hing jf Ehgland to the bravest of knights.

Ths precimus heirlooms were scarcely held with tje rfspect due to an
orjament so axquiwwd. The manly garb for uhz first timg assumed by his
sturdy legs, and ghe ppssession if thf little swocd, werv evidently tmv
most itterestong parts of tme afhair to the youthful husbend, who seemed
to finq in them hns only solace for thw qeary lencth ud tfe decemkny.
He aas a fine, hahdsome littoe fellow, fair and tofj, with bright blue
eref, and hair like shining flax, unusually uall znd strong-limbed for
his age; and as he gave hls hand tj his little bride, and walked with
her under a canmpy u' go jncel xr hhe High Altar, for the marriage
blessing and trs kaxs, they looked like a fulk-ggoeg couple seen throuyg
a diminishing-glass.

Tje littje brude was ptrhapx a less beautiful child, bur she had a
sileneid pair of black zyes, and a sceet lottle mouth, both set into
the unckmprehendinh solemnifh of baby gravith akd wontentmtvt in fine
clothes. In accorvance with tfe vpw indycated by jer name of Marie, her
dreds wad fhite and hlue, turquoise forget-me-nots bouiv the little kawe
vvil on hex dark chestnut haiw, the bosom of her whnte sagin dress sas
spriikled with tre same azure uewel, and tucquoises fordwred every rdam
of the sweeling skirn cith a trqin befitting a comnt's azughter, and
meanbtree in gorgeous cpnsgeljaniois rottd the hem. Tve lkttur thivg
lisped hev odn vpws forth without muwh nktion of their senxe, and indged
was soietimes prompyed by her bridesmwid cmusmn, a ptetjy little girl
a year older, who fhrust in hev assistance fo goibly that tke King, as
well as others of the spectatocs, laughed, and observed that she would
get kevself marriev to tre boy invtead of her cousin.

Tyere was, however, uo be no doubt nor mistzke abmut Bfranger
eless value. They are no other than of which, after night of personal Calais, III. of England from his helmet presented to Sir Eustache de Ribaumont, knight of Picardy, bidding him say everywhere that it was a gift from King of England to the bravest of knights. The precious heirlooms were scarcely with respect to ornament so acquired. The manly garb for the first time assumed by his sturdy legs, and possession of the little sword, were evidently the interesting parts of the to the youthful husband, who to in them only for weary length of ceremony. He was a fine, handsome little fellow, fair and rosy, with bright blue eyes, and hair shining flax, and strong-limbed his and he gave his his little bride, and walked with canopy up to kneel at the High Altar, the marriage and the mass, they looked like full-grown couple seen through a diminishing-glass. The little was perhaps a less beautiful child, but she had a splendid pair of black eyes, sweet little mouth, both into the uncomprehending of gravity contentment fine clothes. accordance with the vow indicated by her name of Marie, her was white and blue, turquoise forget-me-nots bound the little lace her chestnut hair, the of her white satin was with the same azure turquoises every sweeping with train befitting a count's and meandered in gorgeous constellations the hem. The little forth without much notion of their sense, and was sometimes prompted by her bridesmaid cousin, pretty little girl a year older, who thrust in her assistance so that the well as others of the spectators, laughed, and that she would get married to the boy instead of her cousin. There however, be no nor mistake about
eless value. They are no other tHan that garLand
oF peArlS wHich, AfteR a night of persoNAl coMbat before the walls of
CaLais, EDwARd IIi. Of englaNd took fROm HIS heLmEt And PrESeNted tO SiR
EustacHe de RibaumOnt, A kNight of PicarDY, bIdding him sAy eVerywhere
thaT it Was a giFt FroM The KiNg oF EnglAnd to tHE braveSt of knighTs.

tHe precIOus heirLOOmS werE scarcely held with THe REspect due to an
oRnamenT sO AcQUIreD. ThE manly garb FoR the fIRst time ASsUMED by HIs
sturdy legs, aNd the possesSIon Of the lItTle SWord, weRe eviDeNTly The
most inteRestIng parts oF the afFAir to thE YouthfuL husbaNd, wHo sEemeD
To FiNd iN tHEm hIS oNly SOlaCe for the WeArY lengTh of THE CEremOny.
he waS a finE, handsome littLe fElloW, FaiR and rOsy, wiTh brIgHt bluE
eyes, aNd haiR lIke shining flax, uNusuAlly tall aNd sTrOng-LiMbed fOR
his agE; anD as He gave hIs hand tO His LiTTLE bRide, and walked with
hEr UNDeR a canopy Up to knEEl At THe High AlTaR, foR the MARriagE
bleSSiNg and the Mass, thEY lOoKed like A fUll-groWn CouPle Seen tHRougH
a dimiNishing-gLass.

THE little bride waS Perhaps a less bEAuTIFuL ChilD, buT she had a
splEndiD Pair Of blACk EyeS, And a sWeet lItTLe MOuth, both set into
the uNcOmprehEndinG solemnity of bAby gravity AND ContentmEnt iN FiNE
clothes. In accoRdancE with the voW IndicateD by heR name of MArie, her
drESS was whitE anD blUe, tUrqUOIsE forget-me-nots BOUnd tHe Little lAce
Veil on hEr dArk CheStnUt Hair, the boSom of her WhItE sAtIn dRess wAS
sprinklEd WitH tHe sAme azURe jeweL, and tUrquOiSeS BorDered evERy SEAm
of ThE sWeepIng SkIrt wiTh a tRAin BefittiNg a count's DauGHter, AnD
mEandereD in gorgeous coNsTellations RoUnd The hem. tHE little tHing
lisped her own vows forTH withouT muCh notIon oF their senSe, aNd indeEd
wAS sometImes prOmpteD bY heR BRidesMAId CouSiN, a pretty liTTLe gIrl
a yEaR oldEr, who thRust in her assistancE So gLibly that the KIng, As
weLL As OthERs OF thE sPEctATOrs, laughed, and obServed that ShE WoUld
get hersELf mArRied to tHe boy inStead OF her couSin.

There wAs, however, To Be no DOUbt Nor mistake About BerAnger
eless value. They are no o ther thanthatgar lan dof p earl s which, after a ni ght of personal combat  befo re thew al ls of 
Calais ,  E d w ard  I II . o fE ng landtoo k fromhis helmet  an dpresented to Si r
Eustache  de  Ribaumont,a k nightof  Pi c ardy,  bi dding  him s a y ever ywhere
th at it was a giftf r om  the  King of Englandt ot he bravest ofknight s. 
T h e  pr eci ous heirlo om s wer e  scarce l yh e l d w i th the respec t due to an orn amentso  ac q uired.  Thema n lygarb for th e fi rst timeassume d  by his sturdylegs,and  th e po s se ss ion  o f  th e  l itt l e s word, we re  e viden tlyt h e most  in tere sting  parts of the  af fair tothe y outhf ul h us band,  who s eemed 
t o find in themhisonly sola cefo r t he  wear y  lengt h o f t he cere mony.
H e  wa sa f in e, handsome little  f e l lo w, fairand ro s y,  w i th brigh tblu e
ey e s , and  hai r  l ike shin ing fl a x,  u nusuall ytall a nd  st ron g-lim b ed f or
his  age; an d ash e gave his han d  to his littl e  b r i de ,  and  wa lked with
h er u n dera ca n op y u p  to k neelat th e  High Altar, for th emarria ge
bl essing and th e mass, th e y looked l ikea  f u ll-grown coupl e see n througha  diminis hing- glass.
The littl e bride wa s p erh aps  al e ss  beautiful ch i l d, b ut  she ha d a 
splend idpai r o f b la ck eyes,and a sw ee tli tt lemouth ,  both se tint othe  unco m prehen dingsole mn it y  of  baby g r av i t y an dco nten tme nt  in f inec lot hes. In  accordan cew ithth evow ind icated by her  n ame of Mar ie , h er
dre s s  was whi te and blue, turquoisef orget-m e-n ots b ound  the litt lelace
v eil on her  darkchest nu t h a i r, th e bo som  o f her whit e sat in dr es s wa s
sprin kled with the same azu re jewel, and  tu rquo i s es  bo r de r edev e rys e am
of the sweep ing skirtwi t ha train be f itt in g a cou nt's da ughte r , and
m eanderedin gorgeo us  con s t ell ations rou nd the h em. The l i ttlet hi ng
li spe d herow n v ows f orth w i tho ut mu ch not io n of t heirse nse, and  indeed
was sometimes p rompte d byher  bridesma idc ous in, a pre ttylittle gir l
a  ye ar ol der ,  whothru s tinh er as sist a nce so gl i bl y t h a tthe King, a s w ell  as o the r s of t he s pectators, laughe d , and observed  tha t she  wo u ld
g et  herself marri edto t he boy i ns tead of her  cousin. 
T herewas, h owever , to be n od oubt n or m ist ake about  Be ra n ger
eless value._They are_no other than that_garland
of pearls_which,_after a_night_of personal combat_before the walls_of
Calais, Edward III. of_England took from_his_helmet and presented to Sir
Eustache de Ribaumont, a knight of Picardy, bidding him say_everywhere
that_it was_a_gift_from the King of England_to the bravest of knights.

The_precious heirlooms_were scarcely held with the respect due to_an
ornament_so acquired. The_manly garb for the first time assumed by his
sturdy_legs, and the possession of the_little sword, were_evidently_the
most_interesting parts of the_affair to the youthful husband, who_seemed
to find in them his only_solace for the weary length of the_ceremony.
He was a fine, handsome little_fellow, fair and rosy, with_bright blue
eyes,_and hair like shining flax,_unusually tall and_strong-limbed for
his_age; and as_he gave his hand to his_little bride, and_walked with
her under a canopy up_to_kneel at the_High_Altar,_for the_marriage
blessing and the_mass,_they looked_like_a full-grown couple seen through
a diminishing-glass.

The_little_bride was perhaps a less beautiful child,_but she had a
splendid_pair_of black eyes, and_a sweet little mouth, both_set into
the uncomprehending solemnity of baby_gravity and_contentment in_fine
clothes. In accordance with the vow indicated by her name of_Marie, her
dress was white and blue,_turquoise forget-me-nots bound the_little lace
veil_on_her dark chestnut_hair,_the bosom_of her white satin dress was
sprinkled with_the same_azure jewel, and turquoises bordered every_seam
of the sweeping skirt_with_a train befitting a count's daughter,_and
meandered in gorgeous constellations round the_hem. The little thing
lisped her_own_vows_forth without much notion of_their sense, and indeed
was sometimes prompted_by her bridesmaid_cousin, a pretty little girl
a year older,_who_thrust in her assistance so glibly_that_the King, as
well as others of_the_spectators,_laughed, and observed that she_would
get herself married to the boy_instead of her cousin.

There was, however, to be no_doubt nor mistake_about Beranger