The dressmaker was delighted with the thread that was given her . It matched the stuffs so perfectly , and never tied itself in knots , or broke perpetually , as most thread did . She finished her work much quicker than she expected and the bride said she was to be sure to come to the church and see her in her wedding dress . There was a great crowd assembled to witness the ceremony , for the young people were immense favourites in the neighbourhood , and their parents were very rich . The doors were open , and the bride could be seen from afar , walking under the chestnut avenue . ` What a beautiful girl ! ' exclaimed the men . ` What a lovely dress ! ' whispered the women . But just as she entered the church and took the hand of the bridegroom , who was waiting for her , a loud noise was heard . ` Crick ! crack ! Crick ! crack ! ' and the wedding garments fell to the ground , to the great confusion of the wearer . Not that the ceremony was put off for a little thing like that ! Cloaks in profusion were instantly offered to the young bride , but she was so upset that she could hardly keep from tears . One of the guests , more curious than the rest , stayed behind to examine the dress , determined , if she could , to find out the cause of the disaster . ` The thread must have been rotten , ' she said to herself . ' I will see if I can break it . '
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