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when such a gallant entered the list.
He wooed and won and wedded the beautiful Miss Allen in January, 1820.
One of the bridesmaids, who died only a few years ago, described to me all the details of the wedding.
For weeks before she said, the bride was in a state of melancholy, openly acknowledging that she acceded to the Governor's suit only at her parents' solicitation.
But it was not until the wedding day came, and they were decking her in her bridal finery, that she confessed that although many had addressed her, the one whom she loved had never spoken, yet she knew he loved her.
It was too late then, for soon there was a clatter of hoofs, and the Governor and his cavalcade of friends came galloping up on gayly caparisoned horses, with spurs jingling.
The Governor, the bridesmaid told me, was faultlessly arrayed in a magnificent suit of black over which was thrown a voluminous Spanish cloak lined with scarlet.
Shortly afterward the marriage ceremony was performed.
The Governor took his bride to the capital, and there the honeymoon was passed amid great festivities.
The citizens of every rank vied in attention to the distinguished couple; never before had the executive mansion been so graced.
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