The Gonzales inquirer. [volume] (Gonzales, Tex.) 1853-current, 1854-05-13
Dreaming on Wedding Cake.

We received the other day piece Of ec-
CANT wedding cake to dream on, accompanied
with the names of six fair and lovely crca.
lures. Well, We put II under the bead Of our
pillow, shut our eyes swectiy ms an infant, and
blessed with All easy conscience, soon snorcd
prdigiously. The God of dreams gently touch
ed NY, and 10! in fancy We were married. New.
or was little editor so happy. II was my
love-" dearest" sweetest" ringing in our
ears every moment. Oh that the dream had
been broken oil here. But no, some evil gen
ious put il into the head Of our ducky to have
pudding for dinner, just to please her Lord
In hungry dream we sat down to dinner
Well, the pudding moment arrived, a huge
slice almost obscured from sight the plate be.
fore us
=, ., NY Ny dear" said We fondly, "dd you make
Yes, lovc-ain't IL nicer
'Glorious--the best bread pudding ever
tasted in my life
Plum pudding, duoky,' suggested my wife.
20 no, dearest, bread pudding, always was
fond of EN-
Call thnt bread pudding exclaimed my
wife, while her pretty lip curled slightly with
contempt
Certainly my dcar-rcckon I've had to cat
enough Of it to know. Bread pudding, my
love, 10y all means
Husband this is really too bad. Plum pud.
ding Is twice ns hard TO make as bread pudding
and is more expensive, and great deal bet.
ter. say this is plum pudding, sir, and my
pretty wife's brow flushed with excitement.
My love, my sweet, my dear love, cxclaim-
cd we soothingly, do not get angry; I'm sure
II is very good, II il is bread pudding,
But, sir, say II ain't bread pudding, you
mean, low, wretch ! replied my wife in high
IN ia nj
Then, ma'am, II is SO mcanly put together,
and no badly burned, that the devil himself
wouldn't know II. tell you, madam, most
distinctly and cmphaticnlly ly--and will not bc
contradicicd-th IL is bread pudding, and the
mcancst kind at that
1t is plum pudding shricked my wife as
she hurled glass of claret in my face, the
glass itself tapping the claret from my nose.
Bread pudding, gasped we, pluck to the
last, and grasping roasted chicken by the
leg.
Plum pndding I rose above the din, as !
had distinct perception of feeling two plates
smash across my head.
Bread pudding, groaned we In rage, M the
chicken left our hand, and flying with swift
wing across the table, landed In madam's DO.
som.
Plum pudding I resounded .ke war cry
from the enemy, as the gravy dish took us
where we had been depositing the first Of our
dinner and n plate of beets landed upon white
| vest
Bread pudding for ever!' shouted we in de-
ilancc, dodging the turcen and falling beneath
| its contents
Plum pudding I yelled the amiablc spous,
~ noticing our misfortune, she determined tc
keep us down by piling upon our head tn,
dishes with no gentle hand.
| Then IN rapid succession followed tho wa,
cries Plum puddingf siricked she with
every dish
Bread pudding in smothered tones, cam,
up from the pile In reply. Then Il was plum
pudding and bread puddirg,' in rapid sue
cesson, the last cry growing fecbler, till, jus,
~ We can rccollect, II had grown 20 whisper
Plum pudding resouuded like thunder, fol
lowed by tremendous crash, es my wife leap,
! ed upon the pile with her delicate feet and
commenced jumping up and down-.-when,
thank heaven, we awoke, nod thus saved our
| life.
We shall never dream on wedding cake
again--that's the moral.