The Lansing state Republican. [volume] (Lansing, Mich.) 1855-1874, 1861-06-26
THE FLEET .IAIlRlAGE.

Lady C. was beautiful woman; but lady G.
Was an extravagant woman. She was still single,
though past extreme youth. Like most pretty
females, she had looked too high, and esteemed
her own loveiiRess too dearly, and now she refus.
cd to believe that she was not as charming as
ever So no wonder she still remained unmar.
ried.
Lady C. had but FIVE thousand pounds in the
world. She owed about forty thousand pounds
so with all her wit and beauty, she got into the
Fleet, and was likely to remain there.
Now, in the time speak OF, every lady had
her head dressed by barber; and the barber OF
the Fleet was tie bandsomest barber in the city
of London.
Pat Philan was great admirsr of the fair sex,
ard where's the wonder? Sure, Pat was an
Irishman. IL was one very fine morning, when
Philan was dressing her captivating head, that
Ter ladyship took it into her mind to talk to him;
and Pat well pleased, for lady C.'s teeth were
the whitest, and her smile the brightest in all the
world.
so you're not married, Pat p said she
Never a bit, your honor's landyship,' says he.
And wouldn't you ike to be married?' ? again
asked she.
would duck SWIM
is there any one you'd prefer?'
Maybe, madam, says he, you never heard o.
Kathleen O'Kelly down beyond Doneraile? Her
fathers cousin to UDOnahue, who's own steward
to ar. Murphy, the under agent to my lord
Kingston, and,
flush !! says She Sure ! don't want to
know who she Is. But would she have you il
you asked herr
'Ah, thin, only wish I'd he afther thrying
that same
And why don't you:'
Sure I'm too poor
And Philan heaved deep sigh.
Would you like to be rich y
Does cog bark?'
IF will make you rich will you do as tel
you:'
Mile murthers your honor don't be tantaliz
ing poor boy.
Indeed Pm not said Lady c. so !isten.-
How would you like to marry me-
Ali, thin, my lady, believe the King Of Rus
sia himself would be proud to do that same, leave
alone poor digil like Pa. Phan.'
well, Philan, if you'll marry ne tomorrow
I'll give you thousand pounds
oh, whillabloo! whlablool sure Pm mad OF
enchanted by the good people, roared Pat, dan
cling round the room.
But there are conditions said Lady c. 'Af
ter the first day of our nuptals, you must never
see me again, nor claim me for your wife,
Il don't like that SAYS Pat, for he had beer
ogling her ladyship nest desperately.
But remember Kathleen O'kelly. With the
money I'll give you, yen may go and marry her.
That's tue said he. Bat thin there's the
bigamy'
I'm never appear against you, said her lady
ship. 'Only remember, you must take an oatl
never to call me your wife after to morrow. anC
never to tell the story
:Why them says she, there's ten pounds
Go and buy license, and leave the rest to me.
And then she explained TO him where he wal
to 60, and when he was to come, and all that:
The next day Pat was true to his appointment
and found two gentlemen with her ladyship.
Have you got the license" said she.
Here il is, my lady, said he and he gave i
to her.
She handed it to one Of the gentlemen, WHIT
viewed it attentively. Then, calling in her two
serv ants, she turned to the gentleman who wa
reading
And sure enough, in ten minutes Patrick Phi
Ian was the husband, the legal husband, of tn,
lovely Lady c.
That will dO,' said she to her husband, as b,
gave her a hearty kiss, that will do. Now sir
give NE my marriage certificate
The old gentleman did so, and bowing respect
fully to the five pound note she gave him, he re
tired with his clerk, for sure enough forgot Il
tell you he was parsoa.
Go aid bring me the warden said the lad!
to one of her servants.
Yes, my lady, says he, a. d presently the war
den appeared.
will you be good enough said Lady c., in
voice that would call bird off tree, will yo,
be good enough to send ard bring me a coach
| wish to leave this place immediately
Your ladyshp forgets,' replied he, that yol
must pay forty thousand pounds before can lie
you go.'
1 am married woman. You can detain m,
husband, but not me-
And she smiled at Philan, who began rather I,
dislike the appearance of things.
Pardon me, my lady, it is well known yo'
are single
i tell you l am married.
Where's your husband?'
'There sir" and she pointed to the astonishe,
barber. There he stands. Here is my mar
riage certificate, which you can peruse at you
leisure. Ny servants yonder were witnesses c
the ceremony. Now detain me, sir, at you
peril
The warden was damb.ounded, and no won
der. Poor Pat would have spoken, but neithe