Word: bridegrooms
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...lorries. They elbowed their way into the kraal, streamed through Chief Sandile's house as though it were a wax museum. When the bride, covered from head to foot in a ritual green blanket, approached the Royal Kraal, the whites charged toward her, blocking the entrance. The bridegroom, waiting anxiously for a first look at the bride he had never seen, could see only the shouting throng of the uninvited...
...free with scullery trulls and upstairs maids; he also abused the confessional and other sacred precincts, it was said, with docile ladies of the parish. He had even taken a rich "wife," though his enemies had difficulty in proving it, because Grandier himself had served as both priest and bridegroom...
When British Foreign Secretary Anthony Eden, himself a bridegroom of only six weeks, paid a visit to Tito last week, he found a new Mrs. Tito* by the dictator's side. She is a svelte and bronzed brunette, Jovanka Budisavljevic, 28, a major in the Yugoslav army who had been assigned last year to Tito's secretariat. She had joined Tito's partisans at 17 and by war's end was a lieutenant. Last spring the dictator put aside his dictation long enough to get married. The wedding was held in deepest secrecy. The Yugoslav press...
Temporarily dazzled, Kate said goodbye to the theater, honeymooned in Bermuda and even went to look at houses on Philadelphia's Main Line. Then she came to and asked herself: "What am I doing? I couldn't live here." The bridegroom gave everything up, quietly. They left the Main Line for Manhattan, the theater, and a two-room walkup apartment that was short on furniture and long on classical records...
...Churchill signed as principal witness; Anthony kissed Clarissa, and arm-in-arm, the Edens set off down the seedy red carpet that stretched the length of a church aisle into cheering Caxton Street. Suddenly Anthony, pacing solemnly with Clarissa on his right arm, pulled up short and asked the bridegroom's perennial question: "Am I on the right side?" Clarissa didn't know; nor did Uncle Winston, who rumbled: "I am no expert in these matters." But the registrar saved the day. He switched Clarissa to her husband's left arm, explaining to Eden: "Gentleman...