Died At A Wedding
( Originally Published Early 1900's )
JOSEPH S. FARMER, of Jersey City, and Miss Margaret Masterson, were announced to be married in the St. Augustine's Roman Catholic Church of Brooklyn. The time for the ceremony had arrived; the church was crowded with people. In one of the pews, within a few feet of the altar, sat Mrs. Brotzman, a cousin of the groom. When the wedding march from Lohengrin was played, she slipped down a little in her pew. Thinking that she was only faint, her father-in-law attempted to revive her by fanning her. Father McCarty performed the ceremony, and while the strains of the organ quickened the steps of the bridal party as it left the church, they ushered the spirit of Mrs. Brotzman into the other world. All eyes were upon the bride and groom, and their attendants, and the condition of the woman was not discovered until the audience arose to leave the church, when it was found that she was dead.
Death is no respecter of persons or places. It would seem that he might have done his work either before or after the wedding, but he preferred to wait for the time of the greatest brilliancy and joy to do his damage and bring sorrow. In the bed, at the table, or the family altar, on the street, in the shop, office or store, in the midst of busy throngs, high hope, joy, and merriment, in the house of God, where hearts are joined and happiness is promised, Death appears as an obtruder to mock earthly vanity and to hurry mortals away. The woman who expired was a Christian, and was hurried a little before the other guests to the marriage supper of the Lamb.