The Mississippi Creole. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1841-1851, 1847-09-11
Bill Jinkins' Troubles on the First
Night of his Marriage.

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becues, shooting-matches, bar-rooms, and at
many Of the ct ceterG places where men may
occasionally be found--yet he was modest,
very-whenever placed in the company Of la
dies. He trembled when a pretty girl would
speak TO him, and felt like a culprit at the stand
when he was called upon to see Miss So.and-
so home.' Bill could never explain or account
for this singular timidity. He would sing,
tfolic, snd be as wild as Rover, among men,
but a petticoat would unnerve him instantly.
Lucy Ann Liggons, q young widow had 'set
her cap for Bill, and was determined to shead
him or de- Bill, to tell the Truth, loved Lucy,
and was as miserable out Of her company as he
was timid in it-but Us 10 popping the ques-
tom that was impossible. Lucy knitted pur-
SEES, hemmed handkerchiefs, worked shirt
bosomS, and gave them to jenkins, as we'll as
several gold rings, but still Bill would not pro-
pose' Lucy declared to him repeatedly that
she loved him, and was miserable when he was
absent from her, and her happiness in life de-
pended upon being his wife-but Bill was
dumb. At last Lucy was determined that he
should hear thunder and when he next visit
ed her, after some preliminary soft talk on her
part, she very affectionately said, BILLY, my
dear, when are you going to ask me to marry
you! for | want TO get my wedding dress rea-
dy.'
Bill tainted on the spot, and hartshorn and
water were applied for half an hour before he
was finally restored.
'What has been the matter, Miss Lucya'
'0h, nothing much; you tainted when you
were about to ask me to marry you--but told
you yes--and oh, how happy we will be when
we are married! ii will love you SO dearly; and
as you said next Tuesday, why, l an willing
the wedding should be then-my dear Billy,
how | do love you.'
4 am willing, Miss Lucy was all that jim
kins could articulate, while Lucy almost kis
sed him into fits. What glorious victory!
; Here we ought to stop, but justice to oul
) narrative requires that we should proceed tC
/; the finale.
: The next Tuesday had come, and Jinkini
was trembling at the approach Of evening
something seemed to harrow up his mind, ant
s to no friend even would he communicate hi
Y deep distress.
sYon are not afraid. certainly, to 60 up an
, get married-why, to marry such a beautiful
s charming, and intellectual being as Mrs. Lig
t CONS, | should wish that time would fly likI
n news upon the Electric Telegraph line, Chez
s mp, Jinkins-cheer up.'
'Oh,' replied Bill, 'you don't know what dis
d tresses me, ] can go up and get married-tha
a is all easy enough, but there is something
it know it, feel it-there is one thing / am sal
@ isfed | will never be able to do, unless Luc
l. will assist me-
t. Explain yourself,' replied his friend, 'an'
1t if can, with propriety, will endeavOr to rel
der you comfortable.'
But Jinkins could not ex~pluin--he dared nj
lit was his timidity--he saw the Rubicon b.
fore him, and he knew he could not pass it.
but he was determined to get married, ar
\. trust to luck and Lucy.
The night came--and they were married.
ID All we're merry; the laugh, the chat, d
n song and the dance, made up a lively party III
u til midnight:--fhe company then
ty to dispense, and at one O'Clock Bill Jinkins W
he left SOLITARY and alone in the hall. Lucy All
had retired, and her bridesmaids were off in
e. distant room. Bill Jinkins' walters and frien
vn had gone home with the ladies'. Bill was no
vn at the point where he thought his irmne
would fail him--his situation was a peculi
It'll one. He was not certain which was Lut
AIMS room, although he had been told--al
if even had he known he could not go to it.
ne The Waterman cried past two o'Clock,' a
II. yet Jinkins was still alone, and apparently e
la gagged in p%erusing an old almanac, which
ar. chance had been left in his coat pocket. 4
all old female darkey, who resides in the fami
,e- had been prevailed upon by the ladies who n
ak ticed Jinkins' bashfulness, to shew him
en- bedroom, and she accordingly introduced h
,ad self to. him, in as modest a style as she W
he could.
id sMr. Inkins,' said she, sitsPasttwc o'cloc
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is few minutes. Old woman where is my ha'
sIt's in Miss Lucy's room, sir--you can
sk- it there if you'll go in. Mr.. Jinkins, why do
an you go to bed? Miss Lucy is there watt
tlv for you--don't be so modest; the ladies "
in alllaugh at you. Come with me, and I'll sh'
The YOU the room, for I want to put out the ligh
II. fasten up the. house ana go to bed.' tsA
eat The old woman seized hold of Jinkins a
lu- pulled him along until she got him out of
the hall, and his gaze was fixed for a moment up
ave the entry dOor-but she was determined to
let him into Miss Lucy's room, and after vol
efforts succeeded. There he stood, with
knob Of the door in his hand--but the old d
!. key had been smart enough to lock the d
outside. Lucy pretended for som time to
uO- asleepi but that sort Of CANNON would
ave auswer--at last she said-
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