The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1864-12-03
How ZEE Came to be Married.

got rib and baby. Shadows departed
oyster stews, brandy cocktails, oglcr boxes
boot jacks absconding shirt buttons, whist
and demijon. Shadows present-hoop
skirts, band boxes, ribbons, CATERS, long
| stockings, juvenile dresses, tin trumpets, lit
tie willow chairs, cradles, bibs pap. sugar
teats paragorc, hive syrup, caster oil, God
frey 5 cordial, soothing syrup, rhubarb, scna,
salts, squlls, and doctor bills. Shadows flu
ture-more pound babies, more hive syrup.
ETC.. etc. I'll just tell you how | got
caught. | was almost the darndest. most
tea custard bashful fellow YOU ever did see.
it was kinder in my line to be taken with the
shakes every time | saw a pretty gal APP
preaching me, and I'd cross the street any
time rather than face one 'twasn't because
| didn't like the critters, for if | was behind
the fence looking through knot-hole, |
couldn't look at one long enough. WE'LL
my sister Lii. gave a party one night. and |
stayed away from home because was too
bashful to face the music. hung around
the house whstling cod Dan Tucker"
dancing to keep my feet warm, watching the
heads bobbing up and down behind the win
dow curtains, and wishing the laundering
party would break up so | could get to my
room. smoked up a bunch of scgars, and
as it was getting late and mighty uncomfort-
able, ! concluded to shin up the door post.
No sooner said than done, and soon put my
self snug in bed.
"Now." says |, ''let her rip! Dance till
your wind gives out" And cuddling under
the quilts, Morpheus grabbed me.
] was dreaming of soft shell crabs and
stcwed tripc, and was having good time,
when somebody knocked at the door and
woke me up. 'hap'' again. | laid low
crap. rap. rap!' Then heard whisper
gals outside. crap, rap" Then Lib sings
out
''Jack are you in there p
eyes. says |.
Then came roar of laughter
''Lct us in, says she.
II won't, says |, ''can't You lc. u fellow
alone %
"Arc SOU AIDED ?" says She.
II am" says |.
sect up" says she.
81 WON'T says !.
Then came another laugh.
BY thunder! began to get riljd.
"Gct out. YOU pcttcoatcd scaiccrows -
cried: "Can't Won get u beau without
hauling fellow out Of bed? | won't go
with you'll wont-so You may clear OUT
And, throwing boot at the door, felt
better But presently. oh mortal buttons,
heard still, small voice, very much Ike
sister Lib :, and it said:
slack, you'll have to get up for al the
girls things are there!
Oh, Lord what pickle! Think of me
in bed, all covered with shawls, muls. bon
nets and cloalis, and twenty girls outside the
door waiting to get in, if | had stopped to
think | shonld have pancakcd on the spot.
As it was rolled ont among the bonnet
ware and ribbons in hurry. Smash went
the millinery in every direction. had to
dress in the dark-tor there was a crack in
the door, and the girls will pecp-and the
way fumbled about was death on straw
hats. The critical moment came, Iopcncd
the door, and found myself right among the
wolnen.
"Oh! my Lcghorn - cries one. "My
dear, darling winter velvet e. cries another,
and they pitched iu-thcy pulled me this way
and that, boxed my ears: and one bright
eyed little pieco-Sal - her name was
put her arms right around my neck, and
kissed me right upon my lips Human ma
turc couldn't stand that, and gave her as
good as she sent. It was the first time
ever got a taste, and it was powerful good.
| bslieve could have kissed that gal from
julius Cesar to the Fourth of July.
slack" said she, ''wc are sorry to disturb
you, but won't you see me home?''
"Ycs,' said !, II will"
did do it, and had another smack at the
gate, too. After that we took Il kinder tur-
tul-doying after each other. both of us sigh
ing like barrel of new cider when we were
away from each other Twas at the close
of glorious summer day--the sun was set
ting behind distant hcnroost-he bull
frogs were commencing their evening songs
the polly-wogs, in their nativc mud pud-
dies, were preparing themselves for the
shades of highland Sal and myself sat
uoon an Anticipated back leg, listening to the
music of nature, such as troetoads, ROSTERS
and grunting pigs, and now and then the
mellow music o. distant jackass was waited
to our cars by the gentle zephyrs that sigh
ed among the mullen stalks, and came laden
with the delicious odor of hen-roosts and
pig-sties. The last lingering rays of the
setting sun, glancing from the buttons of Il
solitary horscman, shone through a knot
hole in a pig pen, full in Sails face, dying
her hair an orange peel hue and showing off
my threadbarc coat to bad advantage. Cnc
of NV arms was around Sal waist, my hand
resting on the small of her back she was
almost gone, and was ditto NShc looked
like grasshopper dying with hiccups, and |
felt like q fnudturtlc choked with a fish bail.
''Sal.'! says l. in voice as musical as the
notes of a dying swan, "will you have me?'
She turned her eyes hoavenward, claspcd
me by the hand, had an attack of the heaves
and blind staggers, and with sigh that drew