Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1838-09-07

',nng YET happy candidates. Alter n few
neu's ana a corresponding number O
haws he proceeded TO ask them each
question and make them promise TO nour
lsh' cherish and provide for each other bo,l
IN sickness and in heaIlh'-and then uit
gravity pronounced them ONE bv the In w,
OF God and man and Wife by The laws n
Inc Common wealth of Massachusetts.
"A good degree Of calmness ensued ant
me next nall hour was devoted to waiting or
me married pair, or rather 10 the renderinc
Oh mat popular courtesy more commonly
known by the simple appellation of kissino
The BRIDE Rather a mechanical o,sra,;on
It must be coufessed-but nevertheless q
.ule nonored usage which has gathered a
goou uegree oil lavor from its antiquity.
linen came the supper. One of your old
fashioned ieasts-to which all sit down with.
out foolish lormality. The parson at the
mead oil The table, the groom at the foot. A
large roast pig for the centre of lioht. and
smoking poultry and luxurious condiments
Tor surrounding luminaries. Don't be AZ.
RAID shouted the generous old host with n
broad grin, and the play of the knife and
'ork was iorthw ith commenced BY each and
every one upon his own hook. There was
none OF your waiting half an hour. at IN.
pleasure oil a lazy servant no imposing IN.
% one man all the duty Of carving. DO
heip yourselves ] said the old lady-and
rlght wen was the order obeyed.
Al length the striking clock reminded the
after announcing his intention to retire. gave
them all his blessing and Withdrew into 10th.
er room closely followed by the groom and
the mother Of the bride-when a half eagle
was slyly slipped into his hand.
'Thankee,' said the parson.
Welcome said the groom. L got that
half eagle on purpose for you, Elder-for if
| had given you a bank note there is no
that ii would be worth ANYTHING 10.
morrow morning, but 10 light your pipe
with"
That's a fact-very thoughtful, my young
friend, very--but now you are married,
MIR. ). you will want a whoie pew in my
church. You must not crowd the old folks
And between you and me, | have an eye, on
one for you, said the parson, with a very
significant point Of the lorefnger OF his right
hand.
The fact of the parsons deriving oil his
support from the rent OF the pews in his
church might lead the %caviller on things sa-
cred TO The suspicion, that there was some
thing selfish in this latter remark-bu, all
who enjoy the most slight acquaintance with
Elder Humdrum, will be fully satisfied on
this point.
Aboulthis time the old lady had the par
son by one of the lower but;on-holes OF his
velvet coat, (Which, by the way, | believe she
tc0rked herselL) and after bidding her new
son.in.Iaw back TO supper, thus whispered in
his ear:
Elder, | have taken the liberty Of putting
a loaf of wedding cake into your saddIe-bags
Elder always carried his saddle-bags
to wedding)-it is the very best kind-you
may depend
MY dear madam, you are TOO kind, said
he, taking up the bags, but how am | 10
carry this The LOAF is on one side, and
oil the other-if had something about
the weight and size of a cheese there to bal
ance them, they would ride beiteI-wouid'nl
they, my dear Mrs. Simperkin2
'Lord-a-marcy. Elder-why didn't Think
of it nlore? | have got one of the best sage
cheese that ever was made, and you shall
have it,
And the old lady ran into her dairy room,
brought it forth, and put it into the other side
ofthe parsons saddle bags. while he was
constantly telling her that it was the weight
ofthe cheese he asked for, and notthe cheese
itself
80, la Mr.. Elumdrum, don't say another
word" said she +" you know you are al
ways welcome TO any thing | have on
'arth."
The parsons horse was at the door, fully
caparisoned, saddle bags, contents and all,
when the good matron reminded him that
before starting on so long a ride, he was in
duly bound, both to himself and to the large
congregation, whose welfare depended on
his health, TO take a little warm sling TO pre-
vent his catching cold, and, so saying, han
ded him a full lumber, of which the good
man literally partook.
t" 1t was rather too sweet" said the par
son, as he handed back the glass.
Z" You good old saint. YOU" rejoined the
matron lift were all mOLasses it would not
be too nice for you"
The parson gone, nearly all the " old
folks lollowed-and the young lads and
l~asses, inspired by the vivifying influences
of merry chat and rosy wine, were ripe for
snort. The room was cleared Of chairs,
benches, tables, and the like. and Niger
Jack, with his high strung banjo, was called
out o fthe kitchen, stuck up behind The door
in one corner. and ordered to discourse. A
touch of his monotonous quality produced
graceful movements on " the light fantastic
toe,'-such as walking round in rings and
singing
"Come Philander, let's be marching,