So I got to work with my printing press and printed a dozen splendid big bills about the wedding. When they were printed I cut out a lot of small pictures (of animals and ladies riding on horses) of some old circus bills and pasted them on the wedding bills.[[2]] They were perfectly gorgeous and you could see them four or five rods off. When they were all done I made some paste in a tin pail, and after dark went out and pasted them in good places all over the village.
The next afternoon father came into the house looking very stern and carrying in his hand one of the wedding bills. He handed it to Sue and said: “Susan, what does this mean? These bills are posted all over the village, and there are crowds of people reading them.” Sue read the bill, and then gave an awful shriek and fainted dead away--and I hurried down to the post-office, to see if the mail had come in.[[3]]
This is what was on the wedding bills, and I am sure it was spelled all right:
Miss Susan Brown announces that she will marry
Mr. James Travers,
at the church, next Thursday, at half-past seven sharp
All the friends of the family
with the exception of the McFadden tribe and old Mr. Wilkinson
are invited.
Come early and bring lots of flowers and cake and ice cream.[[4]]