found, and when everything was ready, Minnie took
Toby to the parlor door and made him say:

TOBY.
Ladies and gentlemens, please to come to supper,
Plum cake, and cream cake, and white bread and butter.

Up jumped Mr. Morris in such a violent hurry that he nearly tumbled
over, and offered his arm to his bride; which Minnie made him do by
bending it round, and pinning his kid hand fast to his waistcoat.
Maggie and Lina made the rest of the company walk after them in
procession, as fast as they could lift them up; and they all pranced and
paraded round by the back of the house into the dining room. Only poor
Miss Morris was left out, and she had tumbled off her chair, and was
lying behind the piano, on the top of her head, with one leg sticking
straight up in the air like an awning post, and the other foot
apparently boxing her ears, as it was turned back in a most
extraordinary manner, till it touched her head.

Meanwhile, there were fine times going on in the dining room. Mr.
Montague took the foot of the table, and the bride and groom the head.
As soon as they were all seated, Mr. Montague said:

MR. MONTAGUE. Ladies and gentlemen, don't you think we'd better drink
the bride's health? Here, Toby, give the company some wine glasses.

MRS. M. Dear me, ladies, what a pity! there's only six goblets; so the
rest will have to drink out of teacups!

ALL THE DOLLS (or all the three little girls, whichever you please). Oh,
never mind; that doesn't make any _difference_.

MR. MONT. The bride, ladies and gentlemen!

ALL THE DOLLS. Mrs. Morris! hurray! hurree! hurror!

MRS. M. Now, Isabella, it's time for you to change your dress, my dear.
You are going travelling, you know.

ISABELLA. Oh, what a pity! I don't want to take it off a bit!

But, of course, she had to. It wouldn't have done to go travelling in a
white silk dress, would it, you dear little poppet?

So Maggie took Miss Isabella (for they called her either that or Mrs.
Morris by turns, indifferently), away from table, and dressed her in her
gray travelling dress, which was trimmed with black velvet and small
steel buttons. Then she put on her second best bonnet, with a blue veil,
and her India-rubbers, in case it should be damp, and locked up the
wedding dress in her trunk, which was about as large as a candle box,
had a real little lock and key, and her initials painted on the side.
When she was all ready, down she came ag