school. A St. Patrick's Day play which was described in a newspaper article dated March 22,1899: St . Patrick's night was celebrated at Bridge by the presen¬ tation of a beautiful Irish drama, The Shamrock and the Rose, in which the cast was as follows: John Desmond , the Irish Patriot; Mr. W.W. Flynn , Captain Beck ; Mr. T.J. Donohoe , Eileen O'Rourke , Miss Bessie McPhee , Lieut. Douglas, Mr. J.A. MacDonald , Barney O'Brady , and Mr. Joseph Brad . Before the play, Rev. J.F. Johnstone of Charlottetown gave an excellent address on St . Patrick. There was a large audience and all were pleased with the evening's entertainment. The Women's Institute played a valuable role in this area. They spon¬ sored plays such as The Prince of Liars and the Love Business. No doubt quite a bit of fun and frolic were involved in the production of these plays. Card parties were also sponsored by the women since many Islanders enjoy a good game of 45's or whist, especially if a small a prize is involved. Weddings Weddings in a small community are a notable event because everyone is usually related to, or friends with, nearly everybody in the village. Everyone was involved with the planning of the happy day, from the one who made the dress or decorated the wedding cake to the person who provided bouquets of flowers for the church on the special day. In earlier times weddings would often be simple affairs, but usually a celebration would take place with everyone in the community showing up, some with fiddles or mouth organs and others with baskets of food. A shivaree would often be part of the festivities. The following is an account of one: An old bachelor (old at that time being all of 50) and an old maid (40) agreed to get married, and the young men of the parish decided to give them a good send-off. The group met early in the evening of the proposed "serenade", well-disguised in old clothes, and with blackened faces, each one carrying some instrument designed to make an ungodly noise when required. There were double-barrelled shotguns, tin horns, conches, cowbells, even circular saws, bars of iron and hammers. It was a beautiful night. The moon shone brightly from a clear sky. At the home of the bride, the fiddling had begun to tease the toes of the guests into a dancing mood. Up came the squadron of trouble¬ makers surrounding the house, and on a sign from the "Captain", the serenade began. The gunners fired, the cowbells clanged, the bugles blew, the conches roared, the saws rang and the dogs howled. The dancing suddenly stopped and the guests rushed to the door to see what happened. Neighbours appeared in their night-clothes at doors and windows — horses broke their ropes and fled, maddened cows broke into fields of grain — and one old man shouted that the end of the world had come. The bride's brother-in-law appeared at the door with a gun, but on seeing the rabble outside, withdrew hastily; and the