Everyone agreed that the setting was perfect.The banks of flowers were dewy-fresh despite the intolerable heat of the day.The choir had never sang so clearly or so well,and the organist had given the performance of his life.The bridesmaids,all twelve of them,formed a perfect picture in their lavender organdie with dainty floral headdresses,while the bridegroom, escorted by twelve groomsmen looked cold and smart as befitted the occasion.The mothers of the bride and groom,prominent in the front pews on their seperate sides of the church,were done up like peacocks,rivaling each other in expensive silk and a style of hat made popular by a member of the British royal family.It has to be said,however,that the extravagant drapes of their traditional busuits made the hats look rather silly.The only people missing were the bride and her father who was supposed to be giving her away.It was no fun for the folks sitting tightly packed on the hard benches of the cathedral for more than an hou
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