the wedding, for she was nearly eighty years of age and infirm. She only lived three years after, as she died in 1764. When the hour of the wedding arrived, the excitement became intense; the street in front of Paul's house was literally blocked with people. Every available space was occupied. The house tops near by were covered with people, and the forest trees in close proximity to Paul's yard were filled with half grown boys and negroes. Paul's barn roof and every window in his house; every pane of glass could be seen with a face peering through. Presently the bride and groom made their appearance, and walked gracefully on the platform, and Dominie DuBois confronting them. Over the platform swung the Dutch coat of arms, and on each end of the platform was fastened two banners, on one was large letters in Dutch, "Fishkill," on the other "Poughkeepsie." On the Fishkill banner was the representation of the Saviour's advent in the world, and the star which the wise men saw in the East, and beneath read: "When they saw the star they rejoiced with exceeding great joy." On the other banner was "Poughkeepsie," and that represented Moses on Mount Sinai receiving the law, and on it read, “And the glory of the Lord shone upon Mount Sinai, and the cloud covered it six days, and the seventh day he called unto Moses out of the midst of the cloud." While the marriage ceremony was solemnized the stillness of death pervaded the vast throng, and the heavens seemed to drink in with the assemblage. No waving cloud was seen, not even a ruffle was heard through the tree tops. The bride wore a trailing dress, and she held in her hand a boquet of choice flowers. The groom was

dressed in small clothes, with silver knee buckles. After the ceremony was over, and the customary salutations passed, it was voted that Dominie DuBois should decide which banner was the prettiest, as there had been considerable strife between the two congregations which should excell. Dominie DuBois rather hesitated, but the ladies persisted till at last he consented. After paying an elegant tribute to the two banners, he said that if there was any difference, he should have to give Fishkill the preference. The Dominie had scarce finished, when quick as a flash cheers rent the air for Fishkill, the bride and groom, and the Dominie. Paul joined in the merriment with the Fishkillers. Some of the Poughkeepsie ladies were a little chagrined, but it was soon over. The table for the Fishkill people was set first, as they all wished to return home that afternoon. Precisely at one o'clock the table was all ready, and in the centre of it stood their banner. At the head of the table was seated the bride and groom, and Dominie DuBois sat next to the groom, and Madam Brett opposite, beside the bride. At the table was seated Colonel John Brinckerhoff, General Jacobus Swartout, Jacob Van Benschoten, Peter Monfort, Goris Storm, Robert R. Brett, John N. Bailey, Stephen Purdy, Cornelius Van Wyck, Johannas Terbush, and others. After the Fishkill congregation had finished eating, they invited the bride and groom to make them a visit, and then they dispersed to their homes. The Poughkeepsians then set their table and placed their banner upon it, and then the bride and groom took their place at the head the same as at the Fishkill table. By the side of the groom was

seated Dominie DuBois, and beside the bride sat Katrine Van Kleek. Seated at the Poughkeepsie table was Hendrick Beekman, Bartholemew Cornell, Jacobus Vander Bogart, Boltus Van Kleek, Robert R. Livingston, Leonard Lewis, Paul Schank, and others. The last table was the negroes', which occupied the rest of the day, and at sunset it was all over. Madam Brett

remained over night at Paul's, as he would not consent for her to return home the same day, for he thought it too great an undertaking. She and Dominie DuBois left the next morning. Before leaving she gave Rebekah twenty guilders to buy her furniture when she commenced housekeeping, but, alas, that happy day never arrived, as the sequel will show.

Dominie DuBois remained a week at Madam Brett's after the wedding, and preached on the following Sabbath at Fishkill before returning to New York.

Rebekah did not commence housekeeping as she first intended. Her father thought that the parsonage needed more repairs than he first apprehended, and he thought it advisable to defer it until the next Spring. The Dominie and his wife spent their Summer vacation visiting his friends in New Jersey, and before returning home they made a visit at Dominie DuBois's, who was then pastor of the Middle Dutch Church in New York, and had officiated at their marriage. The fall and winter they spent much time visiting among their people. Another Spring had now arrived, and about the latter part of March, Dominie Vannist got ready to go to Fishkill to preach, as it was the regular Sabbath to do so. He parted from his wife with a kiss, and set out for Fishkill.

The day was raw and chilly, and his progress was extremely slow. Every step his horse sank to his fetlocks in mud, and wishing to get to Fishkill before night overtook him, made no stop at New Hackensack. A damp snow commenced falling before he reached what is now known as Swartwoutville, and this added to the slowness of his journey; his horse at last was taken sick and he was obliged to dismount and lead him, and walking in the snow he felt a dampness penetrating his garments, and not reaching Fishkill Village until dark, when on arriving at Mrs. Terbush's, his clothes were wet and he was very much chilled. This place is now the residence of Lewis B. White; the house was demolished by his father, Dr. Barto White, in 1808, who then owned the premises. Mr. Vannist hitched his horse to a post and then knocked at the door for admission. Mrs. Terbush came to the door and expressed her surprise on seeing him covered with snow, which was melting and the water dripping off his clothes, and invited him into the house. He informed her that he had just come from Poughkeepsie, and at this time Mr. Terbush entered who saw his minister, who told of his exposure and the illness of his horse. Mr. Terbush had the Dominie's horse immediately put in his stable, and set one of his negroes to rub him and then cover him with blankets. Mr. Vannist unbuckled his shoes and then taking them off and laying them aside, a dry pair of stockings was given him, and also taking off his wet garments and exchanging for dry ones, he took his seat close to a large open fire, which had been replenished by one of the domestics. Mrs. Terbush now set to work prepar

ing something for Mr. Vannist to eat, who had been exposed to the storm and eating nothing since he left Poughkeepsie. He, however, ate but little, and complained of chilliness and aching of his head and limbs. Seating himself by the fire until early in the evening, when he wished to retire. Mrs. Terbush had placed a warming pan filled with ignited coals in his bed, and when it had been sufficiently warmed, he took a glass of wine, diluted with milk, and retired for the night. Mr. Vannist had a comfortable night's rest and he awoke refreshed. Mr. and Mrs. Terbush, feeling very uneasy and anxious to hear from him, early inquired after him, who expressed himself very comfortable after refreshing sleep, and thought that he would be well enough to preach. At breakfast Mr. Vannist's appetite was much better, and after the family worship, he spent what little time he had left in collecting material, and looking over his sermon, which he had previously written. It was a clear, bright Sabbath morning, and the forests on the mountain tops were encased in snow and ice, which glistened in the rays of the sun. Every bush and sapling was bending under the weight of the new fallen snow, presenting a wintry appearance. As the day progressed, the warm sunshine began to dissolve the snow into slush and water, rendering the traveling very disagreeable. Mr. Vannist rode with Mr. Terbush in a phaton. A goodly number of his congregation were present, and he preached with his usual energy and zeal. His text was in Psalms, fifty-eighth chapter and last verse, "Verily there is a reward for the righteous, verily he is a God that judgeth in the earth." Mr. Vannist in