Mountain Democrat. [volume] (Placerville, El Dorado Co., Cal.) 1854-1860, 1858-05-08
An Amusing Sketch.

From the novel entitled the Wetherbys, we
take the following amusing. account Of an
old mans second marriage. 1t will be s., IL
that Mrs. Brill was "brick."
Colonel Baxter nuptials! We-thc whole
regimcnt--turncd out in full dress to witness
their celebration. Even Mrs. Brill had gone to
the expense OF white satin slip and bonnet
trimmed with orange blossoms for the occa-
sion. brill had been appointed brigade. ina
jor Of the division.) The colonel looked about
forty years Of age. The bride was certainly
q very pretty girl Major Green gave her
away. | wished Mrs. Brill had STAYED at
home; for her mind was always running on
matters Of business, and she made rue laugh
in the church, close to the altar, by saying
seriously, in a whisper, She'll come nicely on
the fund, cornct, as cOlonels widow, if any.
lie ought to be ashamed of himself! l wish
the old wOlnan's ghost could walk in just now,
and see what was the use of her saving and
pinching as she did. This young woman will
spend it all you know. should like to catch
Brill making such fool Of himself, after I'm
dead and gone, and ducks and brakes of all
have scraped together. When Tn dying, I'll
burn every bit Of company's paper, or tear il
into little bits, and throw it into chicken broth.
shall call for on purpose; and then, if Brill
likes to marry again, let him. 1t will be quite
optional"
Hush" said l. "The parson is looking
at you.
"Wcll, let him look, the pasty faced man, II
said Mrs. Brill. 81 think he might have put
on clean what you may call it, surplus, u
(shc meant surplice; } although it Is dirty
business he il engaged in-marrying an old
painted man to mere child. There were we
plying old Baxter not long ago, when the old
lady died and now you see there are all the
corncts envying him. The word il full of hy.
pocrisy and humbug. What can that young
girl care about that old thingy 1t is notin hu-
man nature. She wants to be Mrs. Colonel
Baxter, and have . carriage-and-pair, and all
tho rest Of it.
$50 long as ye both shall live," said the
clergyman, concluded the vow.
ii will, said the colonel.
~ will " echoed Mrs. Brill in loud whis-
per. "Why, his threeBcore and.tcn is up al
rcady-so that his prOmiSsory note is over
due before he make it."
could contain myself no longer. litter.
cd aloud. My wife, who was leaning on my
arm, gave me look expressive of extreme
disgust; but it did not reduce me to gravity
On the contrary, itprOvokcd me to litter loud
ly again.
"E6r richer and poorer" When the old
colonel came to these words, Mrs. whispered
to me "lle'll be poorer pretty soon, warrant
you. "Gire thec my trOth " she repcate af.
ter the colonel. Bring her on the fund, and
give her n pension! say it's fraud" "
with this ring thee We'd" old Baxter
feebly repeated after the clergyman.
with this fiddesticks -" whispered. Mrs.
Brill, carrying on her commentary loud
enough for me to hear her. II have no p0-
tience with an old man who paints his cheeks
and dyes his hair, and comes to church cloth.
ed in such abolninable falschood.
"Yco, and thou shalt see thy children's
children" said the minister.
Childrcns children, indeed! Now, the
very idcN said Mrs. Brill.
"You had better leave the church, Robert,
whispered my wife, "if you cannot behave
better.
Mrs. Brill heard her, and replied, ale had
better stay where he is. You wouldn't have
him cry, would?"
"Hush, said |, in an agony of fear lest Mrs
Brill should come to words with my wife, and
interrupt the ceremony.
"Sp0t or 'Orinkls, or any such thing
When the minister came to these words Mrs
Brill was very indignant
"Spot or wrinkle "she repeated. "He has
filled up oil the wrinkles with white paint and
putty could pick It out with penknife
The old mani a walking fraud! I've no pu'
tience with him; and l will say so at the
breakfast Brill is on the staff, and can nc
longer be bullied by any ragamufln of COM
mamding officer.
My wife, when we came out Of church, beg
ged Of me not to sit near Mrs. Brill at the
breakfast But Of what avail was my prom
ise, since Mrs. Brill was determined to sit
next to mee
"RObcrt, there is room for you here" said
my wife, when We were about to be seated
and she pointed to vacant chair. Mrs. Brill
observed her look, and said.
Don't be alarmed, Mrs. WCthcrby. AL
though boiling they say is catching, when il
gets into regiment don't suppose I'D bo SC