Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-04-30
An1using 8eaoing.
THE BABY's SHIRT.

eve was all preparing said Mrs. Jones,
sto 90 to the wedding 4 was going, father
was going, the gals was going, and we was
going to take the baby. But come to dress
the baby, couldn't find the baby's shirt Id
laid clean one out of the drawers pur-
pose, knowd jist where I'd put it, but
come to look fort, twas gone.
sFor mercy's sake p says I, gals, says |,
shas any on ye seen that baby's shirt|
sOf course, none on 'em has seen it; and
I looked and looked and looked and looked
and looked again, but 'twant nowhere to be
found. us the strangest thing in all ratur!
says I, shere l had that shirt in my hand not
more'n ten minutes ago, and now it's gone
nobody can tell where! never seed the
beat? Gals says l, 'do look around, can't
,ye?' But fretting wouldn't find it; so |
give up, and went to the bureau, and finished
up another shirt, and put it onto the baby;
and at last, we was ready for start.
eFather'd harnessed up the double team
we drove the old white mare then, and
the gals and all was having good time, 60
ing to see Mary Ann married; but somehow
I couldn't get over that shirt? 'Twan't the
shirt so much, but to have anything spirited
away, right from under my face and eyes so,
twas provoking.
sWhat ye thinking about mother?' says
Sophrony, 'what makes ye so sober" says
she.
I'rh. pestered to death, thinking about
that are Shirt says I. One of you must
took it, I'm sartin, says I.
sNow, ma says Sophrony, says she, you
needn't say that says she; and as I'd laid
onto her good many times, she was begin
ming to get vexed; and so we had it back
and forth all about that baby's shirt, till we
got to the wedding.
"Seeing company kinder put it out Of my
mind, and I was Citing good natur'd agin; !;
though couldn't help saying to myselfevery
few minutes, what could become of that
shirt p till, at last, they stood up to be mar
ried, and I forgot all about it.
Mary Ann was real modest creeter, and
was more'n half frightened to death, when
she came into the room with Stephen, and
the minister told 'em to jine hands. She fust
give her left hand to Stephen. "Your other
hand" says the minister, says he; and poor
Steve, he was so bashfnl too, he didn't know
what he was about; he thought twas his
mistake, and that the minister meant him, so
he give Mary Ann his left hand. That
wouldn't do, any way, a left handed marriage
all round but by this time they didn't know
what they was about, and Mary Ann fined
her right hand with his left, then the left
with his right, then both their left hands
again till I was all of a fdget, and thought
they never would git fixed. Mary Ann look
ed red as turkey, and to make matters
worse, she began to cough to turn it off, I
suppose, and called for glass of water. The
minister had jist been drinking, and the
tumbler stood right there; and I was so
nervous, and in such hurry to see it all
over with, ketched up the tumbler, and run
with it to her; for thought to goodness she
was going to faint. She undertook to drink
Il don't know how it happened, but the
tumbler slipped, and gracious me if between
US both We didn't spill the water all over her
collar and sleeve. was dre'tul hustered;
for it locked as though twas my fault; and
the fust thing I did was to out with my hand
kerchief, and give it to Mary Ann, it was
nicely done up, she took it and shook it out,
the folks had held in putty we'll up to that
time, but then such giggle and laugh as
there was. I didn't know what had give IN
such start, till 1 looked and see I'd gire
Mary Ann that baIy's shirt"
Here Mrs Jones, who is very feshy
woman, undulated and shook like mighty
jelly, with her mirth; and it was some time
before she could proceed with her narrative.
"Why," said she, with tears of laughter
running down her cheeks, I'D tucked it in
to my dress pocket for handkerchief
That came of being absent minded, and in
fdget.
sAnd Mary Ann and Stephen-were they
married after ALL
'Dear me, yes ! said Mrs. Jones 'and it
turned out to be the gayest wedding ever
tended
sAnd the baby's shirt, Mrs. Jones?'
sLa, mep said Mrs. Jones, how youmg
folks do ask questions. Everybody agreed
I ought to make Mary Ann present ont
well, Mrs. Jones !?
sWell,' said Mrs. Jones, ''twan't long
fore she found a use fort. And that's the
end of the story