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14 BINGHAMTON PRESS Fri. May 6, 1960 Little Fairy-Book Princess Becomes Queen for a Bay Princess Is I V-. fry -Jt jt to' 'A 1 4 Vr ON THE WAY Princess Margaret rides in her carriage to Westminster Abbey this morning for her marriage to Antony Armstrong-Jones. Beside her Prince it, -n AJ AP WIREPHOTO via Radio. KNEELING AT ALTAR Princess Margaret and kneel before Archbishop of Canterbury at altar during1 their wedding ceremony today.

Her Modest, Simple if Wed-- from Page 1) ley of cheers rose from the square below. She was carrying her bridal bouquet. She turned to speak to her husband, then with a brilliant smile waved to the crowd. Frantic cheers followed. Handkerchiefs and programs waved.

Queen Elizabeth, Queen Mother Elizabeth, Prince Philip, Princess Anne, Prince Charles and other members of the Toyal family were with the bridal pair on the balcony. Again and again, Margaret raised her hand to return the crowd's salute. The eight little bridesmaids Anne was one of them lustered around her. Armstrong-Jones also waved from time to time. The din of cheers contrasted with the silence outside during the ceremony, as the crowds listened on portable radios and loudspeakers fixed to the palace gates.

TV carried the ceremony to all Britain and to European nations as well. THERE WERE a few vacant seats in the Abbey, in the sec-- tion reserved for very special guests. One seat that wasn't vacant, however, was that occupied by almond-eyed Jackie Chan, actress, former model and one-time heartthrob of Tony's. Tony had remembered to Invite her as he invited quite a few friends of his old Bo- hemian days when he gave midnight suppers in his studio-apartment in the unfashionable Pimlico district. At the breakfast the Queen gave for Margaret and Tony, Philip proposed a toast to the bride and bridegroom.

Tony replied. He and Margaret together sliced one of the many wedding cakes and passed out portions. Outside, the crowd which had been singing "For she's a Jolly good fellow" slowly melted away. At about the same time, the guests in the Abbey who had not been permitted to move from their seats until the royal family departed were filing away too. Among them was Sir Winston Churchill, dressed in a gray morning suit, and moving along fairly rapidly for a man who'll be G6 in November.

Behind him came two more ex-prime ministers Sir Anthony Eden and Lord Att-lee, with their wives. THE SOARING PILLARS of the Abbey blazed with flowers in a scene of medieval magnificence. Fanfares on silver trumpets greeted the bride and announced her departure injo the cheers and sunshine through the great west door. Gold and silver plate flashed on the high altar as the princess and her bridegroom knelt in prayer at the spot where England's kings and queens have knelt through the centuries at their coronations. After that portion of the ceremony beginning "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God" had been read, the 73-year-old Archbishop of Canterbury began the marriage service.

After the archbishop's blessing, he, followed by the newlyweds, went to the altar at the rear of the sanctuary, where all three stood while the choir sang the 71st Psalm. The Psalm completed, Margaret and Antony knelt before the altar while the Abbey preceptor intoned the Lord's Prayer in company with the choir. The Dean of Westminster, the 'very Rev. Eric S. Abbott, then invoked the Lord's blessing on the couple, including a prayer that He bestow "upon these two persons the heritage and gift of children." The.

choir followed the blessing with the singing, to the music of Franz Schubert, the 23d Psalm "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want." THE DEAN next read the beatitudes from the Sermon on the Mount beginning "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." The singing of the Psalm and the reading of the beatitudes had been especially requested by Margaret. Another hymn followed, with the congregation joining in, and the archbishop completed the ceremony with a prayer. A fanfare of trumpets sounded and the choir and congregation sang the national anthem, "God Save the Queen." Margaret and Antony retired behind the altar into the Chapel of Edward the Confessor to sign the Abbey wedding register, followed by Queen Llizabeth II, the Queen Mother, Prince Philip, Armstrong-Jones' father, Ronald, and his mother, the Countess of Rosse. After a short interval, the newlyweds emerged and hand-in-hand walked down the long aisle. Margaret turned her head from side to side and "smiled.

Armstrong Jones looked serious. They went out through the west door of the Abbey and walked to the glass coach. As they reached it, Margaret said something out of the corner of her mouth, and Armstrong Jones entered the coach before her. Dark Threats To Happiness Are Forgotten By WILLIAM n. STONEMAN Special Press Correspondent Westminster Abbey, London-She is 29 years old, just a mite over 5 feet tall and now she is only fourth in succession to the British throne.

She isn't even a raving beauty. But Queen Elizabeth's little rister Margaret was momentarily queen of the universe this morning as she drove in blazing sunshine, radiant with pride and happiness, to Westminster Abbey, there to be married in one of the spiffiest royal weddings of all time. Forty million people looked on over Europe's television network and other hundreds of thousands lined the streets to cheer her as she passed on the way to the wedding and returned as Mrs. Jones to the palace. GLORY SHARED Her bridegroom, Antony Armstrong-Jones, a comparative nobody who had earned his living as a society photographer, shared her momentary glory as they knelt before the Archbishop of Canterbury in the Abbey Sanctuary and heard him pronounce them man and wife.

Forgotten for the moment were the things about their marriage that seemed to threaten or to mar it: The fact that Margaret had forsaken her first great love, Peter Townsend, a wartime fighter-pilot, because he was divorced and her marriage to him would mean the loss of her royal prerogatives. The fact that Armstrong-Jones' father had been married three times. The fact that he himself, after being flunked out of Cambridge, had earned a precarious living taking photographs of family friends in high society. The fact that he had associated with the strange Bohemians of London's East End and arty Pimlico and Chelsea. The very fact that the first person he had chosen as best man had had to fade out of the picture because of his questionable record.

CONSOLATION PRIZE Most of those who watched the procession and the wedding were only too glad to overlook the fact that this magnificent spectacle in Margaret's, honor was in effect a consolation prize and a farewell gift from her sister and an occasion for relief and uncertainty among the palace set. For as the sober magazine, New Statesman, said in its pre-wedding issue, "The palace, to put it ly, will be glad when the marriage is over. It has detected an element of risk and the palace does not like risks it knows it can't afford to. "When the princess returns as Mrs. Jones, she will find an imperceptible change in her position, a gradual shift in royal emphasis from herself to her cousin, Princess Alexandra." All of this unpleasantness in the past and all of the nervous premonitions about the future were swept aside for the moment by the hope of people everywhere that the two little people would find happiness and good fortune.

It was a demonstration, in the biggest possible way, of the old truth that all the world loves a lover. London Neivspapers Dolled Up London (UPD Even London's newspapers were dolled up for Princess Margaret's wedding today. The Daily Mail's coat'of arms on the masthead was in gold instead of black. The tabloid Daily Mirror had a page one border of hearts and a lovers knot under a full page picture spread of the couple. The Daily Herald printed two blue wedding bells next to the masthead and the Daily Express used a crown.

The News Chronicle sported silhouettes in red of Margaret and Tony and The Daily Sketch used a chain of red hearts, horseshoes, diamonds and lovebirds above its banner "Her Day." The Times and the Daily Telegraph maintained their usually sedate format with no 30,000 Roses Brighten Mall London i Roses were a symbol of this marriage, red and pink roses for Margaret Rose. An estimated 30,000 roses from gardens in Wales were in the fabulous arch over the mall. Lady Rose McLaren arranged them, and most of the night she was on a hydraulic lift, 60 -feet over the mall, brightening up the arch with fresh blossoms, poinsettia and sylvia roses. Greeting From Pope London HP) Pope John XXIII sent his personal good wishes to Princess Margaret and Antony Armstrong-Jones. The message, transmitted by Arch- bishop Gerald Patrick O'Hara, the Vatican's apostolic delegate to Great Britain, recalled Margaret's visit to the Pope last year.

(Continued added inches to her 5 foot 2. A veil of white illusion tulle sprang from each side of her head above the ears, pulled back at the shoulders and falling to the floor. When the bride choked up, it was the only hitch in a wedding of truly fairy tale splendor. It was like the turn--ing of a page of history. For up until today here was probably the best known bachelor girl in the world royal, beautiful, rich but until she met Tony, a girl with a sparkle in her eye but an ache in her heart.

Five years ago she renounced handsome Group Capt. Peter Townsend, her sweetheart since teenage days. She did it because of her strong sense of duty to the church, the throne and the nation. A World War 2 ace, Town-send was a divorced man. The Church of England frowns on divorce.

The Townsend affair long over, Margaret is to quote one of her closest friends "blissfully happy." SHORTLY BEFORE she rode in a glass coach to Westminster Abbey today she spoke to the Queen Mother of hers and Tony's love, saying: "Never have two people been so much in love." And the light of love was in her eyes as she took her measured steps along the long blue carpet down the central vastness of the Abbey. Prince Philip, her brother-in-law, was beside her. Cherry cheeked, she was the picture of a beautiful bride. Her sparkling white dress its veil spread out behind her like light spray in the sunshine set off her beauty. Armstrong-Jones with his best man, Dr.

Roger Gilliatt, was waiting for his princess. He sat on the ground floor level of the Abbey, actually laughing and even joking until the moment Margaret arrived. Then he became serious, but as Margaret reached him ne nasnea her a winning smile. She smiled back. Stepping to her side, Tony walked with her, up the short flight of steps to the pink-cushioned kneeling benches.

MARGARET'S BACK was now to the star-studded audience, including her sister. Queen Elizabeth II. Dressed in his golden and white mitre and cope, the Archbishop asked Tony: "Antony Charles Robert, wilt thou have this woman to thy needed wife, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony?" In the great abbey, the Archbishop's usually deep, booming voice was almost lost. "Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all other, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?" Tony's "I will" came' on top of the Archbishop's last word. Although microphones dangled above the high altar, first words of the princess went almost unheard.

Her voice was stronger, however, when she and Tony clasped right hands. Just after this she blew her line and hesitated. AS A PRINCESS marrying a commoner, she might have been excused if she stammered in vowing to "obey him and serve him." But she negotiated that beautifully. Tony's voice was warm as he repeated: "With this ring I thee wed. Margaret flashed him a quick smile.

"Those whom God hath joined together," said the Archbishop, "let no man put asunder." His words the trumpet fanfares the words of the Christian ritual all were heard bv the crowd of a million outside. As the archbishop pronounced them married "in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost," a tear trickled down the face of the Queen Mother. Near the Queen Mother sat Queen Elizabeth, far more serious than usual. As the newlyweds emerged from the Abbey, the throngs reacted with roaring cheers to the smiles of the 29-year-old bride and her 30-year-old husband. In the glass coach, which the bridegroom entered first after a whispered consultation with the bride, they returned to Buckingham Palace for a champagne wedding breakfast and to prepare for departure on their Caribbean honeymoon aboard the yacht Britannia.

Some of the crowd broke through police lines and surged against the high iron railing in front of Buckingham Palace. From thousands of throats came the cry, "We want WHEN THE COUPLE came out on a balcony, another vol fine rouleau piping. Similar piping bordered the entire hem of the full-flowing skirt, which fanned out into a train at the back. The dress was mounted on a foundation of stiffened white tulle, piped with organza rouleau. Margaret's wedding bouquet was small and dainty, slightly crescent-shaped, of cim-budium orchids white with a slight pink flush on the petals, lilies of the valley and stepha-notis, with a few off-white-odontoglossum orchids.

Her shoes were of white crepe with white satin facing. They had two-and-a-half-inch heels, among the highest Margaret has ever worn. The dresses of Princess Anne and the seven other little bridesmaids were replicas of Margaret's first evening gown, the favorite dress of the late King George VI, her father. They were of plain white silk organza, with "little girl" bodices, short cuffed sleeves and a Peter Pan tied with blue ribbon bows. Panels of broderie Anglaise, slotted with pale blue ribbons, fell from the narrow waist to the ground-length skirts.

Around the hems were a band of graduated pin-tucking, bordered with three rows of broderie Anglaise. Their headdresses were of soft white feathers, in halo form, slightly higher in the center and with a forward sweep over the ears and onto the cheeks. By NADEANE WALKER Associated Press Writer LONDON In the midst of royal spendor, the bride wore a modest and simple dress. Only a wide diamond tiara blazing on her head distinguished Princess Margaret's bridal attire from that of other springtime brides. The white silk organza wedding gown untrimmed, high-necked, long-sleeved, and full-skirted was a high-fashion version of a traditional gown a shopgirl might buy at the local department store.

The royal wedding dress by British couturier Norman Hartnell was no surprise, for it closely resembled advance reports and sketches. But Margaret's hairdo was. A high chignon was pinned on top of her own short hair, adding inches to her 5 feet 2 height. A veil of white illusion tulle sprang out on each side above the ears. It pulled back from the shoulders and fell to the floor.

The long sleeves of the dress fit tight. The neckline formed a small in the front. Rouleau pipings around the neckline continued down the bodice and to floor length in front. The voluminous skirt was formed by three layers of organza cut into 12 panels, shaped narrowly at the waistline and spreading to fullness at the hem. Each panel was joined with ln.in.n.

i i J'T1 Ituli Ln II nil I I -1 The little girls carried bouquets of varying sizes of lily of the valley decorated with pale blue ribbon to match the bows on the dresses. The bridesmaids shoes were of soft white kid with low kid-covered heels and white satin bows. The bride's sister, Queen F' beth II, who was pretty much of a bystander today, wore a turquoise-blue lace gown with a bustle. She, also wore pearls, a three-strand necklace and big pearl earrings. Queen Mother Elizabeth was attired in a long, slim white sheath of white and gold lame, with matching mink-trimmed sheath.

Her jewels were diamonds big, dangling earrings and a sparkling medallion necklace. The groom's mother, the Countess of Rosse his parents are divorced was in a huge boule hat and a fur collared coat. A multistrand pearl necklace filled her deep rounded neckline with a large jeweled clip in the center. The only visiting royaltv, Ingrid of Denmark, went for a deep V-shaper' floral dress with a thick pearl necklace. Diamonds glistened in her small flowered hat and at her ears and shoulder.

Lady Churchill chose a small halo hat with a full pastel coat. Sir Winston wore a fine old frock coat that has seen quite a bit of history in its time. The bridegroom, seldom out of slacks and sweater a few months ago, wore frock coat and striped pants in the best St. James' style. His flourish for the occasion was a white carnation.

On the male side, Prime Minister Harold Macmillan let a large white handkerchief drop languidly from his breast pocket. He wore a striped tie unusual with a tailcoat. Meg Takes Spot From Xikita Copenhagen UP) Denmark's largest newspaper, the tabloid B. today put Princess Margaret's picture on the front page and a similar sized picture of Soviet Premier Nikita Khrushchev on the back page. The text with Margaret's picture said: "Certainly Khrushchev's new threats in the Supreme Soviet are more important than Margaret's yes in Westminister Abbey.

But we believe in optimism, relegate Khrushchev to the back page and say: 'This is Margaret's day. Cups Recall Royal Joke London JP) Among the many hundreds of gifts showered on the couple was a set of humble egg cups, suitable for use at breakfast, from an understanding family in Waies. They remembered that egg cups are the subject of special family jest, which made Princess Margaret's father, King George VI chuckle. The joke: "How does it happen that the chicken knows the size of the egg cup?" LEAVING THE ABBEY Tony and his bride walk hand in hand from Westminster Abbey after, wedding. Reception Held In-Moscow! Moscow UP) British Ambas- It was the only note taken of sador Sir Patrick Reilly gave a the wedding in the Communist champagne reception for the capital.

Princess Margaret's British colony today in the em- name has never appeared in the bassy's white and gold drawing Soviet press, and the average room in honor of the royal wed- Russian doesn't know there is ding. such a person. i vr Jjpciatrd Prra WIREPHOTO via iJn WAVING FROM "PALACE Newlyweds wave happily from balcony of Buckingham Palace. Little girl at left is Lady Virginia Fitzroy, 6, one of bridesmaids. She is daughter of Earl and Countess of Euston and goddaughter of Queen Elizabeth II..