Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1855-01-03
An Editors Dream on Slice ef We'd
ding Cake.

1t is good old custom always to furnish
your friends aslice of wedding cake to dream
on, as well as plshty to eat. lfyou put it
under your pilldNsafier eating moderately at
supper,you will likely dream pleasant dreams,
but if you eat too much before lying down.
tihUu iosk cat Sea .foable. Oar brother of
the Evansville. Indiana Journal, lately suffered
in this way, here is his sad experience
Be warned, ye haters of too mnch we'd
ding cake:
With the wedding nutce in another COL |
umn we received from theSfair hands of the |
bride piece Of the elegant wedding cake to
dream on. Well we put under our pillow,
shut our eyes sweetly as an infant, and bless
ed with an easy conscience soon snored pro- |
digiously. The spirit Of dreams gently
touched us, and 10 in fancy, we were mar
ried :. Yes, at our side stood a fair being, the
bride ofa week, who looked more fit for hea-
ven han;erth, and as the sequel proved, we
were afterwards sorry she did not belong
above, and had stayed there altogether
Time flew by like dream. For nearly three
weeks, the god Of love seemed to have taken
the happy couple to himself. Never was
little editor so happy. 1t was my love,
dove, dearest, 'sweet'-ringing in our ears
every moment we could be caught from bus
iness, which was all the time, so much did
we like the novel language and the fond car
esses.' Oh that the dream had been broken
off here, and we had been left to anticipate
such joys without alloy as part of our flu
ture history! Butno! some evil genius placed
it in the head of our ducky to have pudding
!, for dinner just to please her lord. In a
hungry dream we sat to dinner, promising
ourselfa deser: of kisses as well as being prom,
ised desert of pudding. Well the pudding
: moment arrived, and huge slice almost OBJ
scured from sight the plate before Us.
MY DEAR said we fondIy, did you make
thisY
Yes, love amt it nice?'
Glorious ; the best bread padding ever
tasted
Its Ptuna pudding, ducky,' suggested my
wife,
. oh no, dearest, it's bread puding I al
ways was fond of EN-
! Call that bread pudding!' exclaimed my
wife, while her pretty lip slightly curled with
8 contempt.
? Certainly my dear, l reckon I've had to
J. eat enough at the Sherwood House, to know
r Bread pudding, love, by all means
Husband, this is really too bad. Plum
e pudding is twice as hard to make as. bread
|, pudding and more expensive and gseat dea
better. say this is plum pudding, sir, ant
u my wife's pretty brow flushed with excitement
ID my dear, my love, my sweety,' exclaimed
I Isoothingly, do not get angry; Pm sure it
O. very good if it is bread pudding
ID But, sir, say it amt bread pudding.
g, 'And, madam,I say it is bread pudding
y, You mean, low wretch, replied my wife
ID in high tone, you knoaOitis plum pudding
Then. ma am it is SO meanly PVT togethe
Mt and SO badly burned, that the old boy, him
self, would not know it. Itel you madam
- most distinctly and emphatically, and [ vii
to not be contradc,ed in my own house, it
BY bread pudding and the meanest kind at that.
1T is plum puddingr shrieked my wife, a
en- she hurled glass of claret in my face, tn
as glass itself tapping the cIaret from my nose
it, Dread pudding? gasped |, pluck 10 tn
ge last, aud gasping a roast chicken by the LET
leg
N Plum puddingp rose above the din. as
I'D had distinct perception of feeling twoplate
smash across my head.