Bedford inquirer. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1857-1884, 1858-11-26
Dreaming ON Wedding Cake.

A bachelor editor out West, who had re-
ceiyed from the fair hand of bride, a piece
of elegant wedding cake to dream on, thus
gives the result of his experiment
ssNe put il under the head of our pillow,
shut orr eyes sweetly as an infant, blessed with
an easy conscience, anG snored prodigiously.
The god of dreams gently touched US, and, in
fancy, we were married Never was a little
editor so happy. 1t was my love- 'dearest,'
sweetest ringing in our ears every moment.
Oh that the dream had broken off here. But
no ! some evil genus put 1t into ihe head of
our dueky to have pudding for dinner just to
please her lord.
ln hungry dream va sat down to dinner.
Well, the pudding moment arrived, and a huge
slice almost obscnred from sight the plate be-
fore US.
My dear said We, fondly, did you make
this 2
yes love, ain't it NICE
Glorious the best bread pudding / ever
tasted in my life
Plum pudding, ducky,' suggested my
wife.
80, no, dearest, bread pudding. was al
ways fond of 'em.
'Call that bread pudding 2 exclaimed my
wife, with her lips slightly cured with con
tempt.
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 ba3-pluln
pudding is twice as hard to make as bread pud-
ding, and, and is more expensive, and is great
deal better. say this is plum pudding, sir ?
and my pretty wife's brow flushed with excite
mont
'My love, my sweet, my dear love- ex-
claimed We soothingly. do not get angry, |
am sure 1t is very gooi, if it, is bread pud
ding
you mean, low wretch fercely replied my
wife, in higher tone, 'You know it's plum
pudding.
'Then, am, its so mesnly put together,
and so badly burned, that the devil bImseif
wouldn't know it. tell you, madam, most
distinctly aud emphatica'ly, aud will not be
contradicted, that it is bread pudding, and tic
worst kind at that
IT is plum pndding,' sIrrieked my wife, as
she hurled glass of claret in my face, the
glass itself tipping the claret from NY nose.
Bread pudding,' gasPed we, pluck to the
last, aud grasplng roasted chicken by the left
leg.
'Plum pudding rose above the din, as had
distinct perception of feeling two plates
smash across ny head.
Bread puddiug y we groaned in u rage,
as the chicken left our hand, flying with swift
wing across the table, landed in madan's bo-
som.
plum pudding rescunded the war-cry from
the enemy, as the gravy dish took US where We
had been deposlting the first part of our din-
ner, aud plate of bee!s landed upon our
white vest.
Bread pudding forever p shouted we in de-
fiance. dodging the soup tureen and falling be-
meath its contents.
plum pudding yelled the aniable spouse,
as noticing our misfortune, she determined to
keep us down, by piling upon our head the
dishes with no gentle hand. Then, in rapid
succession, followed the warcries sPlum
pudding, she shrieked, with every dish.
Bread pudding )" in smothered tones, came
up from the pile in reply. Then it was plum
pudding in rapid succession, the former cry
growing fastler, till, just as / can distinctly
recolect, it had grown to whisper. 'Plum
pudding resounded like thunder, followed by
IA tremendous crash, as my wife leaped upon
the pile with her delicate feet, and commenced
jumping up and dowu-when, thank heaven,
we awoke and thus sa9ed our life. We shall
never dream on wedding cake again that's
the moral.