1930 Cedrus Yearbook

TheMock Wedding W HO is there among us who does not remember or has not heard of the memorable Mock Wedding of'29? It is a tale we will love to tell our grand-children and our grand-nephews and nieces who will listen in awe and horror to the recital of such savage deeds, or perchance merely in respect for our eccentricities. It was a grand occasion. The wedding was to be held in the fine old presi- dential mansion on Xenia Avenue. There was much hurry and scurry, and anticipation, and great secrecy on the part of the girls and watchful waiting on the part of the boys. The guests started to arrive early, and each charming lady was escorted by an equally charming gentleman (A lamb in wolf's clothing). It was upon the arrival of Mr. and Mrs. I-Don't-Mean-Maybe, parents of the groom, and their friends, Mr. and Mrs. Paderewski, that the unforseen happened. For simul- taneously with their appearance was that of a strange car at the curb, and when the door was opened to receive the distinguished guests two menacing figures sprang from the car and fairly forced an entrance. Consternation was upon every face—except two. These expressed something of wonder and secret triumph. The owners were openly congratulating themselves that they were treading where man had ne'er trod before. The refined guests, loath to disturb their really fine appearances, wisely avoided an issue and continued with the preparations for the ceremony. The wedding party had assembled in an upper room preparatory to the processional down the long winding stairway. The guests below were await- ing anxiously the sweet notes, "Oh, Promise Me" when, from above came a rush of many feet and down the open stairway came the boys. There were big boys and little boys; there were homely ones and handsome ones; there were good ones and bad ones—all united in a common cause. They were every- where. They brushed the ladies aside as so many obstacles in their path; they gazed with ill-concealed contempt upon the would-be gentlemen. Once-adored ladies shrank fearfully from had-been lovers, and if any attempted to remonstrate with the intruders she was brutally bidden,"Shut up!" or "Pipe down!" In the midst of the hubbub the leaders of the two factions met and came to an agreement—that the boys be permitted to witness the wedding, but that they must not disurb it in any way. Thus some semblance of order was restored and the ceremony commenced. First the beautiful solos, "Oh, Promise Me," "At Dawning" and "I Love You Truly";then the measured beat of the wedding march—and down the stairway came the bride with her attendants. Ah! Methinks that ne'er was a bride more lovely. It was a tense moment. At the foot of the stairway stood her big, masterful lover; at the altar stood her quaking would-be groom. Would the giant snatch her up and leap through the door? She met his look calmly and fearlessly, and—then she was safely past. The ceremony proceeded uninterrupted, though there were murmurings and 11111111111111111111111111111 Ninetu-thrce