The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1858-10-27
MISCELLANEOUS.
How Sal and Me got Married.
By PETER sPoRUA, ESQ.

How Sal ana Me got Married.
By PETER sPoRUA, ESQ.
Well, at last the mite cum, that orful
hite as was to fetch me into a new state
NV bein, an it foun me in dreadful fix;
fust / felt good, then bad. fust proud
and then skeered like five hundred-1
went over the morning afore the event
full mite to see Sal, an found her takin
1t nifty easy, rather in hurry fur mite
to cum l thought; as fur me | was in a
hurry wun mint, and the next felt like
I'd rather little it had bin put off.
After supper ! washed, then put on
The cleanest sort NV shirt that Aunt
Jane had fixed up nifty nice an smooth,
then drawed on about as nice SGT Nv
Sunday harness as you ever seed an
arter man an Aunt Jane had primped
up and fixed my har an creevat. | was
reddy; SO off l puts to SAILS dads. an
lreckon l dun about as much thinkin
apoiu over thar as was ever dun by emmy
other Teller in the same time. AT last
I arriv, an was marched in too whar Sal
was-she sorter blushed, and then set
her head on one side an looked about
as sweet as emmy -four you ever seed.
thought she was aboutas putty cree
tur as ever lade my Use on.
Directly SAILS sister ses, the parsons
cum, and in we marched whar thar was
about fifty foxes. an felt nifty bad an
mity skeered, but tride my best to keep
q stiff upper lip. Well. we TUX our
places, Sal hangin on too my arm, and
me q lookin at the floore. Then the
parson SEES, ses he: 'Du you take this
CONAN The mite sed young LADY,
rs you hold by the hand, to DO your
lawful wife, to help her and too keep
her, too luv and too nus her, tell deth
dus WI part? IN doc my best SEES |
(standing fust on wun leg an then ON
t'other. for all the world like turkey
on a hot rock.
Then he looked at Sal. and ses he !:
.Du you take this man. like he didn't
no nv naim) as yu hold by the hand,
to DO your lawful husband, too nus him
and too help him. and to onner An obey
him, tell death dus yu part?
yes SIR SEES Sal !; then ses he, j
pronounce you both man an wife sa.
lutte yer BRIDE With that, ! clinched
Sal. aud gave her about as harty buss
AZ YOU ever heerd. Then the fellers al
cum around an kissed Sal like blazes
YOU could see that it dun elm good iron
the way they pitched in-I thought Sa
orter stopped it, but she never sed
word; as fur me, l kissed right an lei
an cum neer kissin isger gal a
was fetchin in sum water, when every
body begins gigglin an ! begins 7
feel nifty mean. :.
AFTER while tho kissin and fooli
was all over, an we all pitched in to
goodies, an eff ever saw sweethins by
t. was then; ct till l like too q popped
an evry boldly else dun thar best.
About ten o'clock they all left, a
sum of the boys SEES, Peter won't yo
90 home with us, an all such things,
deylin NV me tell hardly noed VIII
In doc or whar to GO. AFTER they a
left, thar sot bi myself tell a niger 8
Gums to the door. and SEES:
Mass Peter, Miss SAILS waitin +
you
.Whar is she ? ses /.
She's in her room, SEES she.
We'll, tell her to come down, SEES
I'm reddy to 90 any whar she wants. :
But ses she, she's in bed
.Oh, yes ses /, i forgot, but. scs
it's early yet, amt it J!
She seed I was skeered, and begin
sniggerin. tell picked up my hat Al
follered her. tells she cum to dore a
SEES. That's yure ROOM Ny b.
jumped up to my throat, as nocked
The dore, but nobody answered
agin. an then gittin desprit. Iopened
,eevhillikins, the cold chills run ov
me tell felt like somebody was pull
! cedar bush up an down my back. Tl
was Sal. fast asleep. Tor pretendin II
as ! found out, On the eondS sAs'
oslise az day. :.
/ stood sum time iookin nifty fooli
and then puts my hat on cheer-n
Idraws my cote off; it was nifty b
too cit of !; then shed my jacket
the balance of my harness, tell ! cum
NV boots, An ef ever saw pair OF
boots. them was the wuns. pulle'
tugped and ierked, but they wouls
cum of. an happcnin' to look roun'
thought seed Sal peepin At me o
wun eve, 90 blose the light out,
nv boots of. and then --. but it
nobody's bizusss, 90 shant tell
more.
Well, I've tribe margin sonnet
an must say that arier Teller gifts
too it, it amt bad thing; in fac
flosofise as folders:
Narryin il = good thing. It y
thing; - Aunt Jane ses. crate
cushion, chow she noes cant tell
Shs never had . chance 70 try It,.
eood ior everybody. Ar you ole
sary, it'll make you young. Tor ,
die atrying to pear -. Ar you 70
It'll make you old. In tact,
sooted 70 svry and enybody. It's
rale fence that sosiety has built Y
keap the foxes inside the bounds OF
behavior, and tho I've had my up
downs in it. an no all about 1t,
say-Hoorsy for marry.
IRA ,roiane wedding lately took pl
the South, when /. Mr. Bellfrght wss n
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