Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1849-1856, 1855-06-21

TO Raleigh, North Carolina, was notorious
for leaving homo wilhoutthe necessary pre-
cautions of carrying with him second
shirt. While here. he was invited 10 at
tend gay and fashionable party to be Civ
en- III, following evening, at the residence
Judge B.. The visiting Judge was
terribly perplexcd about clean shirt for
the occasion, and while revolving in his
min how he should possess himself Of the
desired article, (in those days ready made
shirts were not as al present, !aricl"s Of
IN m,rchandisc,) when he was called or at
his room by Mr.. C, another limb Of
the law, but not Judge. After passing
the usual compliments, Judge A---re-
marked
See here C, have just been nvit-
ed to attend a party tomorrow night, and
havn't a clean shirt for the OCCASION
hoping no doubt that his friend would prot
fer the loan Of one OF his. But being bit Of
a wag, and relishing good joke amazing
ly, ha concluded to have a little fun, and at
the same time teach his judicial friend II
lesson concerning his negligent custom.
'Oh = said he, there's no difficulty about
that. can have you one made
But do You think it con be finished in
time I? said Judge A..
mo doubt about it, have shirt maker
who is perfectly prompt and reliable, and
can youch for its being ready"
'All right then, if you'll be sure and at:
tend to it,
you may depend on it, said the Judges
friend. 1T shall be here at half past six
tomorrow evening
c., in going home that night, called
at the lady's and ordered her TO 60 to SIS
store and get nine yards of bleached domes-
tic muslin, and make shirt OF it for Judge
A, and deliver it at his room on the fol.
lowing evening gand charging her particular
ly not to deliver it sooner or later than half
past six.
But Mr.. c. expostulated the wo-
man, you mean three shirts don't you, out
OF nine yards!
Do as tell you madame. Don't you
suppose l know what sized shirt is re
quired by my friend ?
Early next morning the cloth was pro-
cured and the shirt commenced. About six
o'clock in the evening, c., all attired
and ready for the party, called on the
Judge, when he was saluled Oh his ent'
rance with
See here, that shirt has not been sent
yet
'Oh,' said C, pulling out his
watch, its not yet time, | told her to have
il here at six.
Presently timid knock was heard at
the door, and Judge A-jumped up TO
open it, when a little girl handed him
bundle, telling him 'it was the shirt that
Mr.. C told mother TO make And
forthwith the Judge prepared for donning
the much coveted garment, remarking that
it was smart woman that made that shirt
'Oh yes, responded C-,I knew she
wouldn't disappoint you
BY this time the Judge had commenced
pulling it over him. He pulled, aud pulled,
as yard after yard passed, still his head was
enveloped in The shirt He complained of
the size, but his friend told him he had got
it twisted, and he must hurry as twas time
they were at the party. After hard
struggle he got il on, and found hms,l
enshrcuded in shirt nine yards long and
four broad, covering The whole floor with
its drapery
I'm Gods name,' said the Judge, in astor-
ishment, 'what is this the woman has sent
me p looking with as,onishment upon the
monstrous shirt around and beneath him.
'What is it, Isay9'
1t was with much difficulty that C--re-
strained his laughter, but approaching his
enshrouded friend, and pulling the huge
collar down as that he could see his face,
he gazed with apparent wonder, and abserv-
ed
What silly, stupid woman I told her
TO get enough to make three shirts instead
Of making three she has put the whole nine
yards into one shirt But we must hurry
up and make the best of bad bargain, fol. it
is high time we were at the party this min
ute. You can push it down in your trows-
ers and nobody will be wiser
So at it the Judge went, his friend assist
ing him, as yard after yard was piled away
in his unmentionables, (they didn't wear
tights in those duys,) and thus he went to
Judge BIS party, il not the finest
dressed, at least the largest shirtcd gentle
man in the crowd.
C-promised never to blow OH his
friend, and kept his word, until he learned
that the Judge was compelled to tell it on
himself, for unfortunately he carried the
big sh rt home and Mrs. Judge A
wanted to know what tremendous big shirt
that was in his trunk? He had to cut with
it; and it being old by the Judge himself,
Mr.. C felt at liberty to tell it also
which he does sometime to the infnete ner.
riment Of all who hear Cleveland
Dispatch.