Brookville American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1858-1861, 1858-11-05


| in cve:y direction. l had to dress in
the dark--for there was crack in tbs
door, and tho girls will peep--and The
way / tumbled about, was death or
straw. hats The critical moment came
l opened tho door, and found myself
right among the women.
oh, my Leghorn + cries one My
dear. darling winter velvet / cries an.
other, and they pitched in-they pulled
me this way and that, boxed my ears
and orc bright-eycd little piece-Sal
her name was-put her arms around
my neck, and kissed mo right on my
klips. Human nature couldn't stand
that, and gave her as good as she
sent IL was the first time l ever got a
taste, and II was powerful good. / be-
lieve could have kissed that gal from
Julius Caesar TO the Fourth Of July.
jack, said she, we are sorry TO dis
turb you, but won't you see me home 2
Yes said /, i will. t
did do il, and had another smack
at the gate, too Aher that we took a
kinder turtle-doving after each other,
both of US signing like barrel of new
cider, when we we're away from each
other Twas Mt the close of u glorious
summer day--the sun. was setting be-
hind II distant hen-roost-the bull frogs
were commencing their evening songs
the polly-wogs and catawollers, In
their native mud.puddIes, were prepar-
inr themselves for the shades OF night
aud Sal and myself sat upon an anti
quated backlog, listening to the music
Of nature, such as treo-toads, roosters
and grunting pigs, and now and then
tho mellow music OF u distant jackass
vas waited 20 our ears by the gentle
zephyrs that sighcd among tho mullen
stalks, and came heavy ladened with
the delicious odor OF hcn-roosts and
pig.styess The last lingering rays OF
the setting sun, glanced from the bat
tons OF solitary horseman shone
through knot.ho in the pig-pen full
in Sal's face, dyeing her hair ~ orange
peel hue, and showing OH my tl,read-
bare coat To bad advsntagc--.ine of
my arms WAS around Sails waist, my
hand resting on the small OF her back
--.she WAS toying with auburn locks of
let black hair--shc was almost gone, and
I was ditto. She looked like grass.
hopper dying with the hiccups, and |
felt like a mud turtlc cho.scd with cod.
fish balls,
Sal. says ! In voice rs musical Us
The notes OF dying swani will YOU.
have me 2
sllc turaed her eyes heavcnward.
caspcd DIc hy .hs hand had an attuck
Of the hcayes and blinl staggces. aud
with n sigh that drew her shoc-strinss
10 her palate, said Yes :
She gave clear ont. then, and squat.
tel IN NY lap--shc corkscrewed. and
| hug gcd her I'LL broke my suspend
crs. and hor breath smelt Of onions she
eat two weeks boforc.
Well Ia make long story short, she
sat ber day, and We practiced fr four
weeks every night how we would walk
into the room 10 be married, Till We got
40 we coaid walk as graceful asa couple
of Muscoyy ducks. The night, the
company, and the minister cume, the
signal was given, and arm in arm we
marched through the crowded hul, We
were just entering the parlor door,
WHEN down | went kcrslap on the oil
cloth, pulling Sal after me. Some Gus.
scd slSoxieks hal dropped bananer
skin on the foor. and il iioored ME. f.
split 81 awful holo in my cassincres
right under my drcsscoat tail. IL was
too late Ia back out, so capping my
band oyeI il, we marehed in aud were
spiced aud takipg a seat watched the
kissing the bride operation. Ny
gruonsman was tight, aud he kissed
her till iampcd up 10 take slice
when. oh, horror u little six yuur old
behind me, aud pulling
my shirt through tho hole in my pants
had pinned il to the cliair. .and IN jump.
ing Up | displayed 10 the admiringI
gaze OF the astonished multitude u tri-
ilc more white muslin than was pleas
ant The womcn ggglcd, tho men
roared, aud got mad, but was finally
pnt TO bcd there all my troubles ended.
Good night.