Washington telegraph., 1851-01-15
BREAD PUDDING VS.. PLUM PUDDING.

BREAD PUDDING VS.. PLUM PUDDING.
With the wedding notice III another
column we received from the fair hand
of the bride piece of elegant wedding
cake TO dream on. Well, we put it under
the head of our pillow, shut our eyes
sweetly as an infant. and, blessed with
an easy conscience. soon snored prodigi.
onsly. The god of dreams gently touch
ed us, aud 10. in fancy we were married.
Never was little editor so happy. 1t
was "tny love-" s'dearest," "sweetest,
ringing in our ears every moment. Oh.
that the dream had been broken off here.
But, no, some evil genius put it into the
head of our ducky to have pudding for
dinner, just to please her lord. In a
hungry dream we sat down TO dinner.
Well. the pudding moment arrived, and
a huge slice almost obscured from sight
the plate before us.
"My dear" said we, fondly, "did you
make this!"
Eyes. iove-ain't it nice?'
"iioripus-the best bread pudding I
ever tasted in my life.
Plum pudding, ducky," suggested
my wife.
"Oh, no dearest, bread pudding-I al
ways was fond of 'em"
Call that bread pudding" exclaimed
my wife, while her pretty lips curled
slightly with contempt.
Certainly. my dear-reckon had to
eat enough at the Sherwood House to
know. Bread pudding, my love. by all
means" sas -ohrs5 1..t
Husband, this is really too bad. Plum
pudding is twice as hard to make as
bread pudding, and is more expensive,
and a great deal better. l say this is
plum pudding. sir,' and my pretty wife's
brow flushed with excitement.
''My love. my sweet, my dear love, I"
exclaimed we, soothingly, "do not get
angry; I'm sure it's very good, if it is
bread pudding"
"Bnt, sir, say it amt bread pudding"
"Aud, madam, say it is bread pud-
ding t..... ..... sd.
You mean, low wretch" iondly re-
piled my wife. in high tone, "you know
1t is plum pudding"
''Ihen, ma am, it is so meanly put to-
gether, and SO badly burned, that the
devil himself wouldn't know it. l tell
you, madam, most distinctly and EN-
phatically, aud l will not be conlradicted,
! that ii Is bread pudding, and the meanest
kind at that" q ui5 ~ sauest re
Il is plum pudding shrieked nv wife.
AS she hurled glass of claret in my face.
the glass itself tapping the claret" from
my nose. @ +A t'+
BREAD pudding" gasped we. pluck to
the last, and grasping roasted chicken
by the letl leg.
"Plun pudding rose above the din,
as hao distinctive perception OF feel.
ing two plates smash across my head.
Bread pudding"' we groaned in rage,
as the chicken left our hand. and flying
with swift wing across the table, landed
IN madam's bosom.
"Plum pudding" resounded the war
cry from the enemy, as the grave dish
took us where we had been disposing
the first part of our dinner, and pate OF
beels landed upon our white vest.
"Bread pudding, forever" shouted we,
in defiance, lodging the soup turreen,
and falling beneath its contents.
"Plum pudding yelled The amiable
spouse, as, noticing our misfortuues, she
determined to keep us down by piling
upon our head the dishes with no gentle
hand
Then in rapid succession followed the
war cries. plum pudding" shrieked
she with every dish.
"Bread pudding in smothered tones
came up from the pile in reply. Then /:
was plum pudding in rapid succession,
the last cry growing febler till just as
can distinctly recollect, it had grown 20
whisper. Plum pudding" resounded
like thunder, followed by tremendous
crash, as my wife leaped upon the pile
with her delicate feet and commenced
Jumping up and down-when, thank
Heaven, we awoke, and thus saved our
life.
We shall never dream OH wedding cake
again-thats the moral.
Evansville Journal
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