Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1861-03-28
BLED EVERY THURSDAY AT TOWNDA SURK
ment, and found two gentlemen already with


her ladyship.
Have you got the license ?" says she,
Here it is, my lady" says he; and be gave
it to her Sne handed it to one o: the gentle,
men, who viewed it attentively. Then, calling
in her two servants, she turned to the gentle
man who was reading.
And sure enough, in ten minutes Pat Philan
was the husband, the legal husband Of the
lovely Lady c.
THAT will do" says she to her husband as
he gave her hearty kiss; "thatl do. Now,
sir give me my marriage certificate" The old
gentleman did so, and bowling respectfully to
the five pound note she gave him, he retired
with his clerk; for sure enough, forgot to
tell YOU that he was parsou.
" Go aud bring me the warden" says my
lady to one of her servants.
Yes, my lady say she; and presently the
warden appeared.
"Wn you be good enough" said Lady c.,
in voice that would call bird off a tree,
"wi you be good enough to send and fetch me a
hackney coach? | wish 10 leave this prison in-
mediately"
Your ladyship forgets." replied he, " that
you must pay forty thousand pounds before |
can let you go"
II am married woman. You can detRin
nv husband, bat not me-" And she smiled at
Phjlan, who began rather TO dislike the ap-
pearance of things.
Pardon me, my lady, it is well known you
are singIe.'
tell YOU en- married"
Where's your husband ?"
There sir - and she pointed to the aston
ished barber, there he stands. Here is my mar
riaEe certificate, which you can peruSe at your
leisure Ny servants yonder were witnesses
Of the ceremony. Now detain me sir, q: your
peril"
The warden was dumb founded, and no
wonder Poor PniIan wonld have spoken,
but neither party would let him. The lawyer
below wGs consulted The result was evident.
In halt an hour Lady c. was free, and Pat
Phlan. her legitimate husband, q prisoner for
debt TO the amount of forty thousand pounds.
Well, sir, fer some tine Pat thought he
was IN a dream and the creditors thought they
we're still worse The following day they had
"a meeting, and finding how they had been
trcked, swore they'd detain poor Pat forever.
But as they well knew that he had nothing,
aud wouldn't feel much shame in going through
The InSolvent Court, they made the best OF Il
bad bargaia, and let him 20.
Well, you must know, about week after
this, Paddy Pbilan was sitting by his little
fire, aud thinking over the wonderful things
he had seen, when as sure as death, the post
man brought him letter the first he had ever
received, which he took to friend of his, one
Ryan, fruit seller. because, You see, he was
no great hand ct reading writing, to dec.pLeT
for him. 1t ran thus
"G Go to Demerile and marry Kathleen o.
RELY. Tue instant the knot is tied fuld. my
promise of making YOU comfortable for lie
/ But as You value your life aud liberty, never
breathe a syllable of what is passed. Rcmem-
her you are in my power if You tell your story.
The money viii ne paid 10 you directly, if yon
incioSc me your marriage certificate. | send
you fifty pounds for present expenses. c.
Q. happy paddy . Didn't he start next day
for Cork. and didn't he marry Kathleen, and
touch q thousand pounds. BY the powers he
did And what is more, ne took q cottage,
which perhaps yoU know. not a hundred miles
from Bruiiin. in the county Of Limerick; and,
I'faix, he forgot his FIRST wife entirely, aud
never told any one but zyself under the prom
ise Of secresy, the story OF his Fleet Marriage,