The weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1858-1860, 1858-07-27
NIL JENKINS TROUBLES
) ne First Night Of his Marriage


Bill jenkins was very modest man, AL
Bills are, you know-and although he had
mingled with the world at barbecues, bar.
rooms, shooting matches, and at many OF the
ct cetera places where men may occasionally
be found, yet he was modest, very, whenever
placed In the company Of ladies' He trem-
bled if pretty girl spoke to him, and felt
like q cuiprit at the stand If called upon to
''see Miss So and So safe home" Bill never
could explain or account for this singular
timiditJ. Hp would sing, frolic, and be as
Wild as Rover among men, but the rustiing
Of petticoat would unnerve him instantly.
Lucy Ann Lipgons, . young widow, nad
''set her cap" for Bill, and was determined
to shave hiq or die" Bill, to tell the truth,
loved Lucy Ipnd was as miserable out Oh her
company as.le was timid in it; but, as to
popping. ttA question: that was Impossible.
Lucy knit Purses, bemmed handkerchieis,
worked shiSt bosoms, and gave them to Bill,
q well as yeral gold rings, but still Bill
''would no propose" Lucy declared to him
repeatedly at she loved him, and was mis-
cradle VII be was absent from her, and all
her happ in life depended on being his
wife, but was dumb. At last Lucy was
determip hat he should "hear thunder
and at st visit, after some preliminary
soft tai pr part, she very afectionately
said, :" " dear, when are you going to
ask me fry you for | want to get my
dress ready
Bill faint9d on the spot, and hartshorn and
water were applied for half an hour before
he was fully restored.
"What has been the matter, Miss Lucy z
said Bill
s.Oh, nothing much; you tainted when you
scere about to ask me to marry you-but do
not be frightened, told you yes'-and oh,
how happy we ,ciU be when we are marricdi
II will love you so dearly; and as you said
next Tuesday, why am willing the wedding
should be then; my dear Billy, how do love
your
~ am willing, Miss Lucy" was all that
jenkins could articulate, while Lucy almost
kissed him into fits What a glorious yicto-
ryl
Here We ought to stop, but justice to our
narrative requires that We should proceed to
the finale.
The "next Tuesday" had como and Jen-
kins was trembling at the approach of eve
ming something seemed to harrow up his
mind, and to no friend even would he COM
municate his deep distress.
"You are not afraid, certainly, to 60 up
and get married why, to such beautiful,
charming and intellectual being as Miss
Liggons, could wish time would dy like
news on the telegraph. Cheer up, Jenkins
cheer up T
oh replied Ri !, "you don't know what
distresses me. ] can 90 and get married;
that is easy enough. but there is something
II know i'll feel it-there is one thing |
am satisfied never will be able to do, unless
Lucy will assist me-
Explain yourself" replied his friend
"and il can with propriety, ! will endeayor
to render you comfortable
But Jenkins could not explain-he dared
mott was his timidty-he saw the Rub.
con before him, and be knew he could got
pass it, but he was determined to get married
and trust to luck and Lucy.
The night came--and they were married
All were merry; the laugh the chat, the song
and the dance made up a lively party until
midnight they commenced to dispense, and
at one clock Bill Jenkins was SOLITARY and
alone" in the hall Lucy Ann had retired,
and her bridesmaids were off in a distant
room Bill jenkins walters and friends, had
gone home with the ladies. Bill was now at
the point where he thought his tirmnGss wod
fail him. His situation was a peculiar one
He was not certain which was Lucy AIMS
room, although he had been told-and even
had he known he could not 90 to it.
The watchman cried "past two clock,
and vet Jenkins was still alone, and appa-
rently engaged in perusing an old almanac,
which, by chance, had been left in his coat
pocket
An old female darkey, who resides in the
family, had been prevailed upon by the Ia
dies, who noticed Jenkins bashfulness, to
show him his bed room, and for that purpose
she introduced herself in as modest a style
as she could.
"Mr Jenkins said she, "its past two O.
clock"
'Oh yes--I know tim going home in a
few minutes. Old woman, where is my
hat p
AIt's in Miss Lucy room, sir you can get
it there if you'll go in. Mr.. Jenkins, why
don't you 60 to bed? Miss Lucy is there
waiting for you-dont be so notes.-the la
dies will laugh at you. Come with mo and
III show you the room, for | want to put out
the light, lock up the house and 90 to bed
The old woman seized hold Of jenkins and
pulled him along until she got out of the
hall, and his gaze was fixed for moment
upon the entry door--but she was deter
mined to put him in to MissLucy's room, and
after violent efforts succeeded There he
stood with the knob Of the door in his hand
but the old darkey had been smart enough
to lock the door outside. Lucy pretended
some time to be asleep; but that sort of
CANNON would not answer-so at length
she said
my dear Billy, what is the matter r
II want my hatr screamed Jinkins, and
Lucy, knowing his modesty, leaped out OF
bed and after caressing him for some time,
Billy went to bed with his clothes and boots
all on--and trembled till morning
:How Jenkins subsequently managed 'mat-
tsrs and things in general" can be known
by application to his dear Lucy Ann.
Reader, strange as it may appear, there
are Jenkins all over the world; butthe Free
masonry ofwedded life draws the curtain be-
fore the ewes of the uninitiated