The Bridegroom.

With all the bride's relatives weeping over his anticipated demise, it is wonderful that the bridegroom at the war wedding bears up as well as he does. Perhaps he is upheld by the knowledge that the bridegroom is now, as never before, the centre of attention. Where once they whispered, "No matter if he does look inane; every one will be staring at the bride," they say today, "Who would have supposed Willie would turn out to be so handsome in his new uniform?" Such a reversal of roles is worthy of an article by Mr. Shonts. Is it the war spirit, or what, that has driven the bride's gown into obscurity? The local paper no longer expatiates on "the bride's veil, which her great grandmother's aunt wore during the Revolution," but devotes a whole Society Note to an account of Lieut. Jones's activities at camp, his fighting ancestors, and the probability of his return as a colonel. --New York Sun