The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1850-12-21
An Editors Dream On Slice of Wedding
Cake.

It is a good old custom always to furnish your
friends with slice OF wedding cake to dream on,
as we'll as plenty to eat. If you simply put it
under your pillow after eating moderately at sup.
per, you will likely dream pleasant dreams; but
il you cat too much before lying down, then look
out for tro1bls Our brother Of the Evansville,
Ia, Journal lately suffered in this way, and here
is his sad experience. warned, ye eaters Of too
much wedding cake.
with the wedding notice in another column,
We received from the fair hands OF the Bride a
piece of the elegant wedding cake to dream on.
We'll, We put it under our pillow. shut our eyes
sweetly a, an infant, and blessed with an easy
conscience. soon snored most prodigiously. Ths
spirit Of dreams gently touched US, and 10 in
fancy, we were marredi Yes, at out side stood
a fair being, the bride Of week. who looked
more fit for heaven than earth, and rs the sequal
proved, we were afterwards sorry sic did not be-.
long above and had stayed there altogether
Time fsx BY like . dream. For nearly three
weeks, The god of love seemed to have taken the
tor 50 happy. 1t was my love-" my dove" :"
dearest" sweetest, ringing in our ears every
moment We could be caught from business, which
WA. all the time, So much did we like this novel
language and the fond caresses Oh that the
dream had been broken of here, and we had bsen
left to anticipate such joys without an alloy MS n
part to be Of our future history Blu, no some
evil genius placed in the head of our dacky To to
have pudding for dinner just to please her lord
10 hungry dream we sat down to dinner, PROM.
i,ing our.elves dessert Of kisses as we'll ms being
promised a dessert of pudding Well, the pud
ding moment arrived, and huge slice almost ob.
scursd from sigh, the plate before u.s.
My dear" said We fondly. "dd you make
thi.r
"Yes, my lovo, amt it nicer
"Glorious; the best bread pudding ever tast
cd"
ITS plum pudding, dncky," suggested the wife
"On no, dearest, its bread pudding; | always
was fond of EN-"
Gail that bread pudding" exclaimed my wife;
while her pretty lip slightly curled with con
tempt.
"Certainly, my dear reckon I've had to cat
enought At the Sherwood House. to know bread
pudding love, by all means"
Husband, this is too bad plum pudding is
twice rs hard To make as bread phd!ng, and is
more expensive and great deal better. say
this |. plum pudding SIR and my wif,s pretty
brow flushed with excitement
"My dear, my love, my swee.y," exclaimed !,
so",hngly, "'lo not get angry, I'm sure it's very
good if 1t is plum pudding"
What do you mean, low wretch" replied my
wife, in high tone, you know it is plum pud'
ding"
"Ihen ma'am, it is so meanly ru. together and
a. badly burned. that the old boy hims,lf would
himself would not know it. will not be contra.
dicted in my own house; it 10 bread pudding and
the msanest kind at that"
1T is plum puddingi" shricked my wife, as
she hurled glass of claret in my face, the glass
itself tapping the elaret from my nose.
Bread pudding" gaspcd I, pluck to tho last,
and grasping roast chicken BY the left leg.
Plum pudding !" rose above the din, as had
p dis,inc, perception Of feeling two plates smash
across my head
Bread pudding " wo groanod n rage as the
chicken left our hand, and flying with swift wing
across the table, landed in Madum's bosoni
"Plum pudding !" resounded the war cry from
the enemy, as the gravy dsa took us where we
had been depo,i,ug the first part Of our dinner,
and plate Of beets landed upon our white vest
"Bresd pudding. forever = shouted we in def.
ance, dodginK the soup tureen, and in Uur agility
upse,ting tho table und falling beneath ito con.
tents.
"Plum pudding yelled our amiable spouse,
~ noticing our misfortune, she determined to
keep us down by plling upon our head the dishes
with no gentle hand Then in rapid succession
followed the wa. cries "Plum pudding" shrek.
ed .hs with every dish, as il to give it emphasis
and f'rce.
BREAD pudding" in smothcred tones came from
tho huge pile IN reply. Then il was plum pud'
ding" IN rapid succession. the last cry growing
fscbler, til just ~ can distinctly reeollec', il had
grown into a whisper; plum pudding" rcsound'
cd liks th,,f,,er followed by 4 tremendous crash
N my wife lsspsd upon the pile With delicate
feet and commenced jumping up md down.
when, thank heaven, l swoss, and this saved my
lifs.
We shall never dream on Wedding cake again
that's the moral .