Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-10-14
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Thereare few married men, who could not.
if they would, relate some interesting inci-
dent connected with their courting expert
ence, and there are. few unuarried folks OF
eisher.sex who doenos ake.naturaily: TO- jast
that style of narrative. Every body expects
to be married at one lime or auotbsr. and
consequently every body is anxious to know
how every body else has crossed the matri-
moDial Rubicon-managed the ticklish busi-
ness. nJ. W. ~" explains totus how he
came 10 be married.
Mt may be funny, but I've done it /; Fge
gotta nb and q. baby. Shadowsdeparted-
oyster stews, brandy cocktails, eigar-bozes,
bostjacks, absconding shirt buttons, Whist
and domin6es. Shadows presenf-hoopskirts,
band boxes, ribbons, gaiters, long stockings,
juvenile dresses, tin trumpets, little willow
chairs, cradles, bibs, pap, sugar tents, pare
gorie, hive sprup, castor oil, Godfreys cor
dial, soothing syrup, rhubarb, SIENNA. salts,
squills and doctors bills. Shadows future
---,nore nine pound babies, more hive syrup,
&s &c. III just, tell you how Igos caught
81 was. always the darndess, most tea.eus-
tard, bashful fellow yod ever did see ; it was
kinder in my line to Be taken with the
shakes every time 1 saw a pretty gal ap-
preaching me, and I'd cress.the street. any
time rather than face oneJ 'twasn't because
Taid not like the critters, for was hehind
fence looking through akuOt hole could
notleok at one long. enough. i. Well my'sis.
ter Lib gave party one night, and staid
away from home, because 1,Was too beshfai
to face the music. I hung round the house
whis.ling odd Dan Tucker, dancing 70 keep
ny feet warm, watching The heads bobbing
I'M and down behind the window curtains,
and wishing the laundering party would
break up so I could get to my room. l
smoked up bunch of segars, and as it was
getting late and mighty uncomfortable, I
concluded to climb upon the door post. No
sooner said than done, I soon found myself
snug in bed. Nov, says I to myself let her
rip-dauce till your wind gives cut and
cuddling under the quilts, Morpheus grab.
bed me. was dreaming Of soft shelied
crabs aud stewed trips, and was having .
gsod time, when somebody raped stsmy
door and walked me up. 'Rap,' again ]
laid low. Rap, rap, rap. Then / heard a
whispering, and I knew there was whole
raft Of girls outside. Rap, rap, rap then
Lib sings out:
"Jack, are you in there r. -, -
eyes" ssys I, and then came roar of
iaughter.
"Lstus iu," says she. -.
"I WON'T" says I, oan'tyouistspoor feL
low alone ?'
care you abed ?''
clam" a t
aGet up." s' -.
81 won't" = -
Then came another laugh B3thunder, i
began te-eetriled. "Get out, you pettieeat-
ed scars.crows," / cried; gcanss you get a
bean without hauling fellow out Of beds-
Iwon't go home With you. 1 scoa't-so
you may clear out and sending a boot ut
the door, I felt better, but presently, Oh,
mortal buttons! Iheard still small voice,
very much Ike sister Lib's and it said:
"Jack, yoa't have to get up, for al. the
girls things are in there.
"Oh, what pickle }, Think Of me, all
covered over with shawis, tnufs, 'b6nnets
cloaks, and twenty girls outside wanting to
get in! fIhad stopped toshiak, I should
have tainted the spot, as it was, I rolled
out among the bonness and wire and ribbons
in hurry. Smash went the millinery in
all direction. ! had to dress ID the dark
for there was crack in the door, and girls
will peep-and the way I jumped about was
death on straw hats The critical moment
came. After running my hands all-oyer my
clothes to see that everything was right snd
tight opened the door and found myself
right among the women.
"Oh, my leghorn" cried one.
Ny dear winter velvet" cries another,
and they pitched in-they pulled me this
way and that. boxed my ears, and one bright
eyed little piece-Polly, her name was, put
her arms around my neck, and kissed me
right on my lips. Human nature could Mt
stand that, and gave her as good as she
sent. 1t was the first time 1 ever got taste,
and it was powerful good. I believe could
have kissed that girl from Julius Cesar to
fourth of July.
"Jack," says she, owe are sorry to dis.
turb you, but won't you see me home?"
"Yes, Iwill," and I did doit, and anoth-
er smack at the gate, too. After that, We
took kind of turtle. .doveing after each other,
both of us signing like barrel of new cider
when We were away from each other.
Twas at the close of glorious summer
day-the sun was fast setting behind dis
tant hog pen-the chickens were going to
roost-the bullfrogs were commencing their
evening soDgs-the polly.wogs in the native
puddles were preparing themselves for the
shades of the highland Polly and myself
sat upon autiquated black log, listening to
the music of nature, such as tree.toads, roost-
ers and grunting pigs, and now and then the
mellow music of distant jackass was watt
ed to our ears by the gentle zephrys that
sighed along the mullen stalks, and came
heavily laden with delicious odor of hen