The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1856-09-17
AN EDITOR DREAMING ON MAR.
RIAGE.

RIAGE.
A bachelor editor out west, who ha
received. from the fair hand of bride
piece of elegant wedding cake to dream
on, thus gave the result of his expert
ence.-Ex.
We put it under the head of our pill
low, shut our eyes sweetly us an iufant
and blessed with an easy conscience
soon snored pro6igiously. The God OF
dreams gently touched us, and 10 il
fancy we were married. Never was a
little editor so happy. 1t was "my
love, dearest, sweetest" ringing in our
ears constantly. Oh D.! that the dream
had broken off here. But no, some evil
genius pnt into the head Of our ducky to
haye pudding for dinner, just to please
her lord
In Il hungry dream we sat down to
dinner. Well, the pudding moment ar
rived, and huge slice almost obscured
from sight the plate before us.
81 My dear, said we foudly, "did you
make this p
" Yes, lore, amt it nice ?''
Glorious-the best bread pudding I
ever tasted iu my life"
Plum pudding, ducky," suggested
my wife.
go, no, dearest, bread pudding. I
always was fond of 'em.''
Call that bread pudding D." ex-
aIaimed wifa.-lVhilA- lAr lir'" "---lI
slightly with C ntempt.
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 expen-
sive, and s/a great deal better. say
this is plum pudding, sir ! " and my
pretty wjfe's brew flushed with excite
meht.
MY love, my sweet, my dear love-
xclhimed we, soothingly, "do not get
angry; I'm sure us very good fits
bread pudding"
Y GU mean, low wretch" iercely re-
piled my wife, in higher tone, "you
know it's plum pudding"
Then, ma'am it is so meanly put to-
gether, and SO badly burned, that the
icvil himself couldn't know it. 1 tell
you, madam, most distinctly and emphat-
caliy, and will not be contradicted, that
t is bread pudding, and the meauest
lind at that"
Z" 1t is plum pudding" shrieked my
wife, as she hurled glass of claret 10
ny face, the glass itself tapping the clar-
It from my nose.
d" Bread puddingl" grasped we, pluck }
o the last, and grasping roasted chick :
n by the left leg.
plum pudding!" rose above the =
in, as l had distinct PERCEPTION of
ceiling two plates smashed across my ;,
cad :
g Bread pudding " we groaned in =,
age as the chicken left our hand. and
ying with swift wings across the table
,nded in madan's bosom.
Plum pudding " resounded the
ar-cry from the enemy; as tho gravy :,
ish took US where we had been deposit- :.
g the first part of our dinner, and ?,
late of beets landed upon our white n
est. .... -,
BREAD pudding forever " shouted >,
e in defiance, dodging the soup turreeu 70
Id falling beneath lis contents.
" Plum pudding " yelled tho amia- r.
e spouse as noticing our misfortune, "
10 determined to keep US down by pi- 6,
ng upon our head, the dishes with no
.ntle hand. Then, in rapid succession, =;
lowed the war-cries. Plum pud- tb
ng !" she shriekcd with every dish. hr
"Brea pudding in smothered or
mes, came up from the pile in reply. di
Then it was "plum pudding" in rap Il,
succession the last cry growing fceb fo
r, till just as I can distinctly recollect,
had grown to whisper. Plum pud- tb
ng" resounded like thunder, followed, :,
tremendous crash, as my wife leap .b
upon tie pile with her delicate feet, as
d commenced jumping up aud down ba
len, thank Heaven, We awoke, and thus r,
we'd our life. .-. -.,-.-- IS III
We shall never dream f wedding ev
ke again-that's the moral. .h
1t is decidedly provoking to I'll
We a fly light on your nose just as the en-
guerreotypist pulls out his watch and m
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