Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1857-08-29
Humorous Skcttb.
Bill Jenkins Trouble on the First
Night Of his Marriage.

Bill jenkins was very modest man and
although he had mingled with the world at
barbecues, bar-rooms, and at many Of the ct
cefcrd places where men may occasionally be
found-yet he was very modest, very-when-
ever placed in the company of ladies. lie
trembled whenever pretty girl would speak
to him, and felt like culprit at the stand
when called upon too see Miss So and SO
home" Bill could never explain or account
for this most singular timidty. He would
sing, frolc, and be as wild as Rover among
men, but petticoat would uunerve him in
stantly.
Lucy Ann Ligging had "set her cap" for
Bill, and she was determined to lead him or
die" Bill, to tell the truth loved Lucy, and
was as miserable out Of her company as he
was timid in it-but, as to popping the
question" that was impossible. Lucy knit
purses, hemmed bandkeichiefs, worked shirt
bosoms, and gave them to jenkins, as well as
several gold iings, but still Bill would not
propose Lucy declared to him repeatedly
that she loved him. and that she was misera-
Bile when he was absent from her, and her
happiness in life depended upon being his
wife-but Bill was dumb. At last Lucy was
determined that he should "hear thunder"
and when he next visited her, after some pre-
liminary soft talk on her part, she very alice
tionately said:
BILLY, my dear, when are you going to ask
me to marry you for | want to get my dress
ready"
Bill tainted on the spot, and hartsborn and
water were applied for half an hour before he
was finally restored.
"What has been the matter Miss Lucy?'
"Oh, nothing much; you tainted when you
were about to ask me to marry you-but |
told you yes-and, oh how happy we will be
when we are married / will love you so dear
ly; and as you said next Tuesday. why, ! am
willing the wedding should be then-my dear
Billy how do love you
IL am willing, Miss Lucy" was all that Mr..
Jenkins could articulate, while Lucy almost
kissed him into fits. What glorious vic.
tory
| Here we ought to stop, but justice TO our
narrative requires that we should proceed to
the finale
The next Tuesday had come, and jenkins
was trembling at the approach OF evening
something seemed to harrow up his miud and
to no friend, even, would he communicate his
deep distress.
You are not afraid, certainly TO go up and
get married-why, to marry such beautiful
charming and intellectual being as Miss lig
gins, | should wish that time would fly like
news upon the electric telegraph line; cheer
up jenkins, cheer up!
"Oh," replied Bill, you don't know what
distresSes me. | can go up and get married
that is easy enough: but there is some
thng--I know it-l feel it-l am satisfied o
one thing never will be able to do unless
Lucy will assist me-"
Explain yourself" replied his friend, "ant
if can, with proprety, ! vii! endeavor Il
render you comfortable"
But jenkins could not explain. He dared
not; it was his timidity; he saw the Rub
con before him, and he knew he could no
pass it; but he was determined to get mar
ried, and trust to luck and Lucy.
The night came, and they were married.
All were merry; the laugh, the song, tn
chat and the dance made up lively part.
until midnight-they commenceg to dispers
and, at one o'clock, Bill jenkins was lit "soi
tary and alone" in the hall. Lucy Ann ha
etirel, and her bridesmaids were oil in a dis
tant room. Bill was now at the point wher
he thought his courage would fail him. III
situation was q peculiar one. lie was NO
certain which was Lucy AIMS room, althoug
he had been told, and even if he had know
he could not go to it.
The watchman cried "past two o'clock,
and yet jenkins was still alone, and appal
lenily engaged in perusing an old almanac