Daily American organ. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1856, 1855-09-04
Editor Dreaming on Wedding Cake.

A bachelor editor out West who had received
from the fair hanl of bride piece Of elegant
wedding cake to dream on, thus gives the result OF
his experience:
We put it under the head of our pillow, shut our
eyes sweetly as an infant blessed with an easy
conscience, soon snored prodigiousiy The god OF
dreams gently touched us, and 10 in fancy we
were married Never was little editor so happy
twas "my love- dearest, sweetest" ringing
in our ears every moment. Oh that the dream
had broken off here. But no, some evil genius
put 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, and huge
slice almost obscured from sight the plate be-
fore us.
my DEAR said we fondly, did you make
this ?"
"Yea, love, amt it ncei'
Glorious--the best bread pudding ever tasted
in my life"
Plum pudding, ducky," suggested my wife.
70, no, dearest, bread pudding, / always was
fond of EN-"
"Cal that bread pudding 2" exclaimed my wife,
while her lips curled slightly with contempt.
Certainly, my dear-reckon I've had enough
at the Sherwood house TO know bread pudding my
love, by all means"
Husband, this is really too bad--plum pudding
Is twice as hard to make as bread pudding and is
more expensive, and is great deal better. say
this is plum pudding, sir" and my pretty wife's
brow flashed with excitement.
my love, my sweet my dear love-" exclaimed
we, soothingly, "do not get angry, I'm sure it's
very good, If it is bread pudding"
"Yoi mean low wretch" fercely replied my
wife in higher tone, "you know it's plum pud-
ding"
"Then, ma'am, it is SO meanly put together,
and SO badly burned, that the devil himself wouldn't
know IT, tell you, madam, most distinctly and
cmphatically, and will not be contradicted, that
Il Is bread pudding, and the meanest kind at that"
IT is plum pudding shrieked my wife, as she
hurled glass OF claret in my face, the glass itself
tapping the claret from my nose"
Bread puddingm gasped we, pluck TO the last,
aud grasping roasted chicken by the left leg
Plum puddingp rose above the din, as had
distinct perception of feeling two plates smash
across my head
"Bread pudding ~ we groaned in a 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 gravy dish took US where we
had been depositing the first part Of our dinner,
and plate of beets landed upon our white vest
BREAD pudding foreverl" shouted we in def
ance, lodging the soup tnreen and falling beneath
is contents.
"Plum pudding !" yelled the amiable spouse,
AZ noticing our misfortune, she determined to keep
down by ping upon our head the dishes with
no gentle hand. Then in rapid succession follow
ed the war cries. "Plum pudding" she shrieked
with every dish.
"Bread pudding !" in smothered tones came up
from the pile in reply. Then it was "plum pnd
ding in rapid succession, the last cry growing
feeber till just distinctly recollect il had
grown to whisper. "pulm puddinglp resound.
ing like thunder, followed by tremendous crash,
"a 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 on wedding cake
again--that's the moral